#Chapter 153: Patricide

Bethany rushes from my room and returns with an axe. I pull back as far as I can, giving her the room she knees to slash away at the baseboard of the bed where the chains are connected. It must take some exertion. Blood begins to seep through her bandages. “Bethany…” “Almost there!” He brings down the axe once more and finally, there is some slack in the chains. After unwinding the chair from the shattered baseboard, I’m still somewhat confined. The long chain connects one ankle to the other. But at least I’m no longer attached to anything solid. Grabbing the loose chair, I shuffle free of the bed. The only problem now is that I’m still very naked. Bethany rushes into the closet and returns with a dress. Together, we pull it down over me, then we rush from the room. I’m slower moving, carrying along these heavy chains. “Were are they?” I ask. “The courtyard,” Bethany replies. I turn down the hallway. Some servants hop out of my way. They already seemed alarmed from