Sera's POV
The last thing we heard was the battle field thumps and thuds. My mouth was gagged and covered with a piece of handkerchief.
The lady next to me already fell unconscious. I screamed Dravon's name in my mind.
To no avail.
"Finally we got them. This is an opportunity." One of the assassins said in a wicked tone.
We were laid right on the floor. In darkness, no one around.
We were both tied, my heart pumped out fear. Our bodies were kicked to wake us.
The lady next to me opened her eyes and stumbled into me. I did the same.
The sword was at my neck as he asked my name, identity and how I got into Valdrakon.
"Who are you?" The sword gleaming right in front of me.
"I am Seraphina. A commoner in Valdrakon. I got there when I wasn't able to find accommodations." Something mad
