I was separated, taken away from both Xander and Xavier, brought to an expansive guest chamber.
A team of maids stood ready at all times, waiting for instructions. Everything was still prepared for me as though I were a princess. Only now, I was no longer in Alpengard.
A banquet was being arranged in my honor. And I, the one who was supposed to be the guest of honor, had instead become the main course.
I sprawled across the massive bed, an arm flung across my forehead as I stared blankly up at the ceiling, exhausted in both body and soul.
At this point, I had no idea where this journey would lead. All I knew was that I needed to be ready — for anything.
Knock. Knock.
A sound broke the silence. It wasn't the dull thud of knuckles on wood. No, it was sharper. Clearer. Like someone knocking on glass.
