~LEILANI RAVENWOOD~
The Elysium was the closest I had found to comfort in weeks. I was given one of the luxurious suites, but it didn't make up for what I'd just been through or what awaited me. I could only make up for the sleepless weeks I'd endured as I laid on the soft mattress.
I remained conscious of my surroundings still, as drifted to sleep, and so I heard it when my door creaked open.
Their movements were fast, and before I could sit up, hands seized my wrist and shoulders, forcing me flat against the mattress. I struggled, but their strength was beyond mine and they pinned me there as if I weighed nothing at all.
I recognized Artemisia immediately.
She stood at the foot of the bed, her presence commanding even in stillness, while the others tackled me down. I tried to speak,
