Amelia’s POV
When the guard gave his order, I thought I would be taken down into the dungeons as I had been in the past. Or perhaps to some new fresh horror, whatever an interrogation room could be.
To my surprise, I soon found myself being led to a sitting room within the palace itself. On ground level, not under it in the dark. The room even had a window which allowed for natural light to enter, as well as for me to try to escape if I felt so inclined.
Right now, I didn’t. I came here specifically to rescue Damien, and I still had a long way to go, I felt, to make that happen.
Besides, I wasn’t going anywhere right now. My thoughts were in such a whirlwind, and not just because of the danger I now faced.
Lifting my fingers, I touched my fingertips to my bottom lip, which was still
