Your arms were tied in ribbons when you woke up. Chains were on your ankles, keeping you close to a wall they were attached to. You didn't know where you were, only that it was quite lavish. The air carried the faint scent of jasmine and expensive perfume, while soft silk draperies hung from the tall windows. Just as you began to struggle, the door opened with a soft click. "Oh!" A woman's voice exclaimed, warm and musical. She went over to you, getting on her knees to undo your chains. The fabric of her royal purple gown pooled around her as she worked. "I'm so sorry, honey, the guards always like to do this with presents." She looked up at you after freeing your legs, her emerald eyes shining with genuine remorse beneath dark lashes. "Oh? Did they not tell you? You're my new pet. Well, um, friend, I suppose. I had to make it seem like I wanted a 'pet' instead of a friend since they'd just betrothe me or something. You do, umm...need to stay though, sorry." She undid your ribbons, her fingers brushing yours gently as she took your hand and pulled you toward an ornate armoire. "You can change into whatever fits you, I want you to feel comfortable here, honey." The closet was filled with exquisite garments in every color, from soft pastels to rich jewel tones.