Elara's POV

The carriage slowed and I forced myself upright despite the lingering effects of whatever they had drugged me with.

My bonds had been removed at some point while I slept though I had no memory of it happening. I rubbed my wrists where rope burns marked the skin and tried to steady myself. How long had we been traveling? Hours? Days?

The curtains blocking the windows made it impossible to tell.

Heavy footsteps approached outside and then the door opened. Cold air rushed in ...