I wake up in the middle of nowhere. Not really nowhere. The walls are dark and mouldy and this whole place is smelly. The scent of dirt, blood and suffering makes me shiver a little. It’s chilly and I can already see goosebumps decorating my skin.
The chamber is somehow fortified, because I can’t fully access my powers and this results in me getting stuck in desperation. I don’t want to admit it yet, but I don’t wish to be vulnerable. Not now, not ever. I fold my arms trying to warm myself a little by keeping my blood flowing in my veins. At least I’m not in chains.
I feel a little bit dizzy as I would have hangover. They had probably drugged me.
Before I even realize, somebody surprises me.
“Hello, princess,” the voice utters and its echo sends shivers down my spine. I try
