Elise’s POV
The first thought that crossed my mind was confusing: was I dreaming? Everything was a blur. My body felt heavy, as if it were anchored to the ground. My head throbbed with a dull, constant ache, while the air around me was warm and filled with the scent of damp earth, leather, and… ash?
I opened my eyes slowly, blinking several times to clear the haze. A dark canvas ceiling stretched above me, held up by wooden poles. I was in a tent. The space was small and simple, with a low table to one side, a pitcher of water, and a makeshift cot that looked barely sturdy enough to hold my weight.
I wasn’t wearing my clothes.
Panic crawled over me before I could stop it. The rough fabric of a long shirt, which hung on me like an oversized nightgown, covered my body. My mind screamed q
