The boy began to awake. His head hurt like hell. but he was going to have to deal with it because there appeared to be deeper issues in the workings. Sitting up, he realized his hands had been tied behind his back, with a pair of cuffs. Fiddling with it, he took in his surroundings.
To his back, there was a heat, and from the light radiating around the room from behind him, it seemed he was sitting on his knees in front of a fire. Attempting to stand he found the cuffs bolted to a ring in the floor behind him, forcing him to stay on his knees, or be forced to lie down.
As he struggled with this, the boy failed to notice the man coming closer. Chesnut locks ran to his shoulders, disheveled and matching the rest of the man's ensemble. A crinkled white dress shirt was rolled up to defined forearms, black slacks running down to well-polished shoes.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to arise." He spoke, his voice cold, and his eyes vacant.
"Where am I?"
"In the lair of the monster you seek."
"Do you always speak in riddles?"
A ghost of a smile graced the man's face.
"Sass will not benefit you here boy."
"And what will?"
Suddenly very close to the captive boy, Lord Wilde took him by the chin,"Tell me where they are taking the girl."
"Why?" The brazen boy said from between clenched teeth.
The grip on his chin increased to the point where it might bruise,"Because I can make your life very difficult, or I could make your life....well your death is a better choice of words, peaceful."
The familiar look of fear glazed the boy's eyes.
"So. Let's begin." Lord Wilde chuckled, a crazed look in his own eye, as he took a seat back in an armchair that had been placed out of the reach of the firelight. Sitting back he tapped his fingers on the armrest of the immense chair, this was the only sign he gave to being impatient. Although the fire in him roared, his crazed mind burned, and his heart blazed, the only sign of his impatience to have the girl back, could only be seen in the rhythmic tapping of his fingers.
(Feel free to do whatever you want with the caravan, a little drama would be good for when he finally comes to her. If you could put more information in your posts feel free to get creative with what is going on.))