Selvara’s POV
The guards dragged me across rough ground until we reached a stone house. They shoved me inside and I stumbled, hitting the floor hard. It was a small, dark room. There were no windows, only a thin mat on the ground. The air smelled of dust and sweat.
The door slammed shut behind me. I sat there, shaking with my hands bound. I could see one of them looking at me with hungry eyes as I tried to cover myself with my hands as much as I thought I could.
They had made me change into a tank top and a bum short that barely covered my thighs. I at one point had to look sideways when I noticed they were staring too much.
Time passed slowly. Minutes? Hours? I didn’t know as my throat was dry, my head heavy. Then I heard footsteps coming towards the door, the guards stood straight a
