Octavia
Where am I?
I tried to open my eyes, but pain exploded through my skull, and the light stabbing into my vision felt like daggers. I squeezed them shut again, breathing slowly as I fought my way back to consciousness.
Is that… humming?
I forced my eyes open once more. The sight before me made no sense. A beautiful woman sat across from me, softly humming as she embroidered. Fine lines of age marked her diamond-shaped face, and her long auburn hair, streaked with gray, fell elegantly over her shoulders. She wore a flowing gown of gold and sunset-orange fabric that covered her from neck to toe.
Who is she?
I tried to move, to get a better sense of my surroundings, but something heavy restrained me. The cold bite of metal dug into my skin. Chains. I looked down and saw polished i
