ARIA'S POV
Dirty hands were over my mouth. I could taste the dirt. My eyes shot open. A face I didn't recognize stared down at me. I could make out the grin and beady eyes of the stranger and knew I should be afraid.
I was supposed to be sleeping peacefully in my bed, alone. Why was this strange man covering my mouth? What was he going to do to me?
Then, I smelled a peculiar floral scent and felt my eyes getting heavy. What was that smell?
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Why did my head feel like I had been hit by a ton of bricks? And why was I sitting up? And my hands...feel like they were tied behind my back? I jerked away. I was tied to a f*****g chair.
My eyes took in my surroundings quickly. I was in what looked like...a...throne room? A castle? Something out of a medieval restaurant. There were stone wa
