Chapter 89
Ella
I wasn’t kept in a dungeon or a prison cell.
There were no windows or doors. Just a circular room and the occasional attendants who passed through the stone walls and came to give me a meager meal of stale bread and cloudy water.
Time, more so in this hell, was a construct. I didn’t know how long I had been here, and no conversation travelled to where I was being kept to give me a clue. It was the perfect isolation room, only five paces in diameter with a ceiling that I could touch if I stood on my toes. Business was done in a pot, and sleeping…
I haven’t slept since I woke up after being taken from the ship on the shores of Alfheim.
The chains they have put on me were tools to subdue my power. I couldn’t summon a single thing. The walls didn’t let me pass.
But the U
