CASS
I huddled on the ground in some godforsaken corner of a cell-type prison room, curled up beneath the furs they’d thrown into the room with me. At least I wasn’t going to freeze to death.
Small comfort. I stifled a sob against the crook of my arm. I was scared out of my mind. At least none of them had tried to hurt me. Not yet, anyway.
I wish I’d never come here.
I wish I was home. Somewhere warm, where everyone knows me and no-one would ever try to hurt me like this...
I clenched my jaw, willing the faint dragon spark inside me—the shifter that was currently nothing but a shadow—to warm my chest.
Pull yourself together. You are Princess Cassandra of Clan Bravdok, and you are better than this. You wanted adventure, didn’t you? Well, things don’t get much more adventurous than thi
