Aria’s POV
I didn’t know how long I had been here.
The room was dark. There were no windows. I think we were underground. I remember walking into a cave when I woke up from my unconscious state. That was when I saw a glimpse of the plant that I learned so much about when I was a child.
The only light I got to see was when he came in to hit me. He said that if my body was weak, it would be easier for my magic to transfer to him.
When he first started hitting me, it wasn’t frequent. But ever since Cora told him that the spell to transfer my magic to him wouldn’t be ready for a little while longer, he became furious. He came here often. His beatings were getting worse. I was pretty sure my ribs were broken, and I was bleeding out severely. The only thing I could smell here was my blood.
