Cara’s povs
My heart skipped a beat as Debby’s words sank in.
‘Cupbearer.’
The same word the woman in my dreams had whispered to me. My body froze, an icy chill running down my spine. How could Debby possibly know? My hands trembled, and the weight of everything felt like it was pressing down on me. The dreams, the chains, the power inside me, it wasn’t just in my head. It was ‘real’, no matter how much I tried to ignore it.
“What…" What did you just say?” I stammered, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes, searching for answers.
Debby’s expression softened with a mix of sadness, her voice low and gentle. “i think You’re a Cupbearer, Cara. No mistake about that, a powerful one.”
“No…” I shook my head, disbelief washing over me, mumbling to myself. “This can’t be happening. It’
