Jacqueline's Trial

Skye's POV

I woke up in an uncomfortable chair. My neck was tight as were my shoulders. My vision was blurry and I wiped the blurriness away. I rubbed my face trying to get some feeling back into it. I stood up on wobbly legs and stretched them for a moment before turning my attention to the room I was in. It was warm and cozy with a large fireplace and mantle that several plush chairs and a couch sat nearby. There was a large window to the left of the fireplace and to the right of me. In front of it sat a medium sized oak desk that had several papers scattered around, several inkwells, and quills that made it messy.