Leila’s POV
I crept through the corridors of Sebastian’s fortress just before dawn, my heart hammering like a frantic drum. The torches flickered along the walls, casting long, wavering shadows that danced across the stone floors. Every footstep echoed softly, and I pressed my hand against the cool wall to steady myself.
I had to see it one last time.
The chamber where he had held me, the place where Sebastian had forged his cruel bond over my soul, lay at the end of a narrow hallway. I paused at its door, hand on the carved wood, and leaned close to listen. Nothing moved inside, save for the faint flicker of candlelight and the distant murmur of guards preparing for the dawn watch.
I swallowed, taking a slow, steadying breath. My fingers trembled as I slipped the heavy door open. It
