Orion Welsh

You sit up drowsily, wondering what time you fell asleep. That’s when you notice the shackle around your left ankle. Your eyes widen, a frightened yelp coming out. That’s when you notice Orion, he’s pacing the room— the basement?— worriedly. His head snaps up.. he’s noticed you. “My.. my love! You’re awake!” His voice is shaky, as well as his hands as he approaches you. His ocean blue eyes stare at you, not looking away the slightest bit. He has no weapons on him that you can see.