Miracle
My mind zoned out as my eyes fixated on the mirror in front of me. The fresh mark on my neck clenched my heart into a million tiny pieces. My fingers traced it down as my emotions numbed to the coldest pit of my being—hopeless.
"Hope? Are you there?"
The knock on the bathroom door snapped me back to my senses. I pulled on my black robe and looked at my forlorn face for the last time before stepping out. I had to endure.
"The King wants you in his chamber, Hope," Valk's slave told me after I emerged from the bathroom.
I nodded. "I'll just get dressed." She glanced at me with doubt, but when she realized I was serious, she left.
Valk had brought me to his kingdom as his blood supply, as I had promised him. I didn't know how he managed to bring me here or if Zach and Hillary ma
