Seraphine’s Pov
Cold. That was the first thing I felt. A sudden splash of water struck my face, dragging me out of the darkness I had collapsed into. My body jerked upright, trembling, my breath ragged. I was no longer naked, no longer scorched by fire, yet I wore clothes I didn’t recognize, plain and coarse against my sore skin.
I blinked, disoriented. What happened? I remembered the fire, the burning agony that devoured me whole, the moment I gave in and screamed until my throat was raw. I should have died inside those flames. Yet here I was. Alive. Barely.
“Get up.”
The voice was sharp, commanding. I looked up, my vision blurred, and saw a man standing over me. His eyes held no mercy.
“This is day two,” he said coldly. “You have another test waiting for you.”
Before I could speak,
