_Alina's POV_
I woke up feeling disoriented. My surroundings were unfamiliar and I found myself in a very large and luxurious room. The bed was big, and the sheets felt like velvet against my skin. I felt confused as I tried to remember how I ended up here. Where was I?
Before I could dwell on my thoughts any longer, the door creaked open, and Alaric stepped inside, holding a tray in his hand. His presence filled the room, and I felt a sense of comfort at the sight of him.
"Good morning, Alina," he greeted me warmly. "How are you feeling?"
"I... I'm not sure," I admitted, my voice hesitant as I struggled to find the right words. "Everything feels so surreal. Where am I?"
Alaric set the tray down on a nearby table before moving to sit beside me on the bed. "I understand," h
