Eleonore’s POV

Words could not describe how relieved I was to not be staring up at a medieval stone ceiling the next time I woke up.

I might’ve been hooked up to various medical machines, in a robe instead of the clothes I was previously wearing, and with a needle in my arm but it meant that I was no longer in Selene and Valerian’s hands, which was good in my book.

Words could also not describe the sheer exhaustion I was feeling either, ...