Sera's POV
"Hmmm." I screamed so loud, hoping someone could help. But to no avail. I kept a side eye on Dravon.
My hands strictly tied. I suspect Cyrene. She's behind all this. Would Dravon or anyone believe me if I said so?
Swords brandished at each other. No one could hear my screams and cry.
I kicked one of the assassins legs, he groaned and fell. I ran to the top end of the passage. I passed through the kitchen doors. I crouched at the cupboard to pick a knife. I struggled cutting the rope. It was thick and well tightened. The straps loosened little by little. At the point of cutting the last strap. The knife fell off making a thump.
An assassin dressed in black, face covered. He slowly slid his feet across the ground.
My heart almost pumped out of my chest I know I have been cau
