Chapter 66: Nyra’s POV

It was hard to tell how long I’d been there.

Hours, maybe more. Time blurred inside the dark stone room, marked only by the slow drip of water somewhere behind me and the faint flicker of the torch near the door.

My wrists burned where the silver touched skin, every movement sending sharp jolts up my arms. The chains were heavy, cutting into my back when I tried to shift. I’d lost count of how many times I tried to sleep, only to jolt awake at every sound that ...