After an unknown amount of time passed in the barely dark forest, which seemed unchanging despite the passage of time, Ewan slowly opened his eyes. His vision was unclear, and when he attempted to move his body, he realized he was tied up and suspended in the air.
He blinked several times to clear his sight, and then he noticed the ropes constraining him. Shock coursed through him as he struggled to free himself, but the more he fought, the tighter the ropes became, as if they had a will of their own, not at all looking like it's easy to break.
Feeling a sense of dread, he stopped struggling and gazed at the area where he had previously found the black flowers or rather herbs. His expression soured when he noticed that many of the herbs had dwindled, and instead, a devilishly handsome male lay among them, sniffing one of the black flowers in a rather majestic manner.
