Chapter 4
An ache began low in Lorelai’s back, traveling up her spine until agony spread out through her limbs. Her eyes slid open to stare into the darkness. How long had she been down there?
Every muscle screamed as she dragged her body toward the wall to sit against it.
Her magic had long since depleted, leaving weakness in its wake. She’d used what little power she had stored up during the first few days of her imprisonment to keep the cold from sinking into her bones.
Now it had taken up root in her very soul.
Did they get out? She still didn’t know, but if Davi had caught Ramsey and his grandchildren, they’d be with her in the dungeons.
The only other person she’d spoken to was the pock-ridden man who brought her food twice a day. Her uncle was a man who enjoyed dealing with th
