My Crippled Ex-Husband Is An Emperor

Corpse

Darell opened her eyes to an unfamiliar environment.

The place was stuffy and smelled like it hadn't been cleaned in years. Her heightened senses could pick out the smell of a rotting corpse somewhere.

She tried to sit up from the lying position only to discover that her body was chained to the bed.

Her nose scrunched in irritation.

“You're awake,” the gruff voice startled her. She didn't notice his presence in the room, until now. “That's good. I was hoping we could have a civil conversation.”

“If you were going to abduct me, you should have at least picked somewhere with enough oxygen. I would the bare first than a room with a rotting corpse,” Darell said.

Roy's eyes widen in shock. He thought the spell he used to give the room a homely smell was very effective since no one ever complained about it.

How come she smelled it in just seconds of consciousness?

“I don't know what you're talking about,” he denied.

“You have a yard behind this place, don't you? Didn't it occur to you