Valerie pov.

When I woke I was in a dark room that stank of iron. I curled in on myself and covered my nose. Iron to the faeries is deadly. A touch burns. Great exposure kills us slowly. The door opened. And in walked a man with Violet eyes and a cruel smile. "Take me somewhere without iron. I'll live longer to be of use to you" I snarl in anger. The guy laughs. As you wish. You my dear are very, very valuable" he says snarkily. He opens the cage that I am in. Not that I'd entirely noticed and he grabbed my arm, dragging me to my feet and guiding me out of the room. I breathe in the fresh air in relief. But moments later I was forced into a bedroom and locked in. So I sat against the wall and curled in on myself. I am afraid. Scratch that I'm terrified. I couldn't defend myself. I am shameful to my race and to my name. I failed my father. I failed my sister. I failed the summer court.