✶Elizabeth's POV✶
The world swayed in front of me as I felt my legs drag against the floor. I collapsed onto a hardwood floor and looked up through my hazy vision.
A figure kneeled before me with razor long nails and gripped my chin piercing me. I could feel blood drop down but I didn't react. I knew who she was.
"Ameria," I wheeze out as my sight grows stronger again.
She releases my chin and I gain my sight back by the time she sits on her throne. Jason's Throne. He stands by her side in dark clothes, his blue eyes the only colour showing.
"Where are my friends?"
Ameria clicks her nails against the armrest, thinking. "Dead."
The word doesn't sink in.
"Where are they?" I say sternly, getting to my two feet.
Ameria eyes me down as one of her creature move dragging a dead body.
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