Ziandra's POV.
Darkness. Darkness. Darkness.
It was all I could see as I lay stretched on a soft surface– a bed. I was breathing fine; the same rhythm, over and over again, and then my lashes fluttered open.
At first, my vision is all jumbled up, but with time as I continued to blink, it became clearer...
I was in a room but this room was not in the Castle but one in my home in the city.
Wait, was I back home?
I let my eyes close and I take a deep breath. Slowly, I reopened them and sat up on the bed, flinching at a sharp pain in my head.
Ouch! I grabbed my head.
Having shut my eyes at the pain, I reopened them and let my gaze take in the room I am in.
And so, my gaze breezed across the bedroom as my brain battled to process things; what happened...why am I here?
And then the an
