Ava's POV
I stared at the paved street with high arched walls as the truck begin to move at a really slow pace. The streets was a beehive of activities as it was full of people milling about, doing whatever I don't know.
I can't remember how long the journey lasted, I was asleep for the greater part of the journey.
And also, the ride has been a very silent one. The men hadn't utter even a single word to me or even to one another. So I had thought them to be boring and maybe snobbish.
I heaved a sigh of relief as the car finally slid to a halt in front of what appeared to be a monument.
But my relief didn't last as the car was once again eased into motion, heading deeper into the monument.
What are we doing here in a monument? And why was there so much guards? Does that mean an imp
