Chapter 13

Elika gasped, the pain unbearable as her body slowly began to stitch itself back together. The memories of her death confusing. How was she alive? After all, no one could’ve survived such a blow to the head ... Right? The regeneration of her brain and jaw were unimaginably agonising. She spent hours frozen in place as her body mended, she was completely conscious and yet couldn’t control her own body. She was laid in a mass pool of her own blood, the metallic smell sickening. Her mind wandered aimlessly; to begin with she had pitied Darkous though now, her only thoughts of him were of hate.

The princesses body broke out in a fever, her blood boiling just beneath the skin. The regeneration was almost complete, her body becoming more and more alert. Every sound and vibration in hell suddenly hitting her all at once, the noise deafening. Elika’s muscles began to cramp, causing her whole body to ache. The drowsy fog in her mind was only just beginning to dissipa