Selvara ’s POV

The first thing I felt when I woke up was the cold sting of iron around my wrists. I tried to lift my hands, but they wouldn’t move as they were heavy chains locking me to the bed.

My breath came fast as I tried again, harder this time, but the chains only rattled and dug into my skin.

Where am I? I wondered

The ceiling above me was painted white and I could perceive the strong faint smell of herbs and medicine and for a moment, my chest filled with hope.

Was I back in our ...