Aurora woke up with a jolt. The door was opened without warning, and a guard pushed her body with the blade of his spear.

“The master awaits you.”

There was no sunrise. Only a blue darkness, cut by the cold wind that entered through the cracks. Her body still ached from the night before, but there was no choice. She put on the rough pants left on the chair, quickly tied her hair back, and followed him through the stone corridors. The guard didn't wait. He just ...