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When Nora woke, she didn’t move immediately because her body was tight and sore. The surface beneath her felt soft like a bed but it didn’t smell familiar and opening her eyes made it clear that she was not in the palace or at home.
The room was barely lit by warm, dim light and gave off the faint scent of fire. Candles? Nora didn’t dare move to look around as her mind played over the last events it could remember. Somewhere between the explosion and the current moment, she had either been knocked out or passed out and could not remember which it was, not that it mattered; what mattered was that she was probably in a vampire’s house or cabin. Her breath caught at the realisation while her mind began reeling with thoughts about what to do. So far, there had not been a sound in the r
