ELYSIA.
“Damn! What...happened?” I managed to speak as my body yearned for rest.
“Goodness! My head hurts.” Cold seeped into my bones before consciousness fully returned.
The last thing that I remembered was that bastard who calls himself Kieran talking to me when I kept banging on the door aggressively for Kael to come open it, but from the sight of where I found myself I knew for certain that this wasn’t the same room Kael had left me in.
My legs felt the hardness of the floor and the scattered stones around that pressed on my cheeks, "Where am I?” I cried out in fear and that was when it dawned on me that my wrists were bound together with ropes.
The rope was soft, almost gentle, like whoever tied it had taken care not to hurt me.
That thought alone sent the first spike of real f
