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Prologue – The Dragon's Keep
It was dark, that's really all she could discern about her surroundings. Last she could remember was that she had been getting ready for a big dinner date with her husband. Her husband, he would be so furious that she had been kidnapped or whatever it was she happened to be at the moment.
Was she kidnapped? Or had she just gone through the motions of the night and not been able to remember any of it? No, that couldn't have been what happened she would definitely remember their date, it was to celebrate Sadie after all.
Sadie coming into their lives was definitely a cause to celebrate at this point and she would have remembered doing so. So where was she? And why in the world was it so bloody dark? Her musings and wonderings were interrupted when she saw light under what appeared to be a door in front of her and again when two feet came into view.
She sucked in a breath and attempted to ready her hands for a struggle or fight and it was then that she realized her hands were tied. It appeared that they were tied with something soft – a scarf perhaps? She wasn't entirely sure, but her feet were untied and she was a bit of a kicker, if she needed to she could take down any guy with a well-placed kick to the crotch.
She slowed her breathing as best she could and tried to listen for any clues as to how many captors she might have to fight her way away from. It didn't sound like there was anybody other than whoever seemed to be standing on the other side of the door keeping her inside this closet.
Why was she here? Had she done something wrong? Or perhaps it was those pesky rebels, who continued the Death Eater activities even after their completely insane leader, Voldemort, had been dead and defeated for eight and a half years. They never did get over the fact that Voldie had been beaten by Harry. They especially weren't happy when they had learned that the Malfoys had been helping leak information to the Order and Dumbledore since Voldemort's huge return in fourth year.
Thank goodness the Malfoys had leaked that information. Otherwise they might not have won the war in the first place. Since then she and others had always been good friends with the Malfoys. Narcissa didn't even seem to shed a tear when Molly Weasley killed her sister, Bellatrix. Merlin, she was horrid!
All of a sudden, her memories were cut short when she heard the doorknob in front of her turning. Slowly, ever so slowly it turned until finally it clicked open. Light blinded her due to her being in the dark room and having adjusted to such little light. She automatically flinched as if to shield her eyes from the light and remember once more, her hands were tied behind her.
Somebody, a male she inferred due to the roughness of their hands upon her upper arms and neck, quickly blindfolded her and tugged her out of the mysterious closet vigorously. He didn't speak but he tugged her through several doorways and outside. Here she could feel the cool sea air upon her face and bare arms, she almost regret the skimpy dress she had put on for her date, although her date was in the back of her mind at this point. Next thing she knew she was being shoved into a car and then her vision went black once more.