Anya woke to softness and warmth. She opened her eyes and blinked a few times. The room was opulent and the sheets on the bed were pure silk. The very small nightgown she wore was also made of silk.
A gilded cage. It was nothing more than a gilded cage.
The door opened and Anya immediately pulled the covers up a little.
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