In a blink of an eye, Nyx was in a different place. It seemed a grand office. She glanced around the magnificent room.
'Where is Agnes?' she asked herself. The woman was bent on hurting her. 'And where is Devlin?' she wondered as she looked around.
Nyx wandered along the tall pillars and the wide arches. Everything was white. The only color in the place was the blazing fires in the fireplace.
'What is this place?'
"Hello, Nicandra!" the voice boomed from somewhere.
"Huh! Where are you?"
"I'm here!" It was a strange yet familiar voice.
Nyx turned. She gasped when she saw Devlin. He was sitting on an armchair. He was sleeping.
Or unconscious?
"Devlin?" Nyx rushed to his side but she discovered an obstruction that was made up of glass! "Devlin!"
She saw someone walked by the win
