Chapter 53

Elika shivered, the damp concrete floor beneath her icy and unbearable as she woke from the depths of sleep; the cold seeping through her oversized pale blue gown. She huddled further into the bricked wall of Dorians basement, attempting the rub the warmth back into her frozen limbs. Slowly pulling her legs towards her chest, she continued to tremble lightly, glancing around the eerie dark basement as she searched for any sign of the feral immortal; fearing that he lingered after she slipped into the depths of sleep. The princess sighed in relief as she glanced around the underground room, the silence informing her that he had left; perhaps to acquire another subject he could torture. Continuing to shiver, she forced her mind away from fear, instead hoping that her deranged uncle would come to collect her soon. Believing that even his brutality barely scratched the surface of what the animalistic immortal was capable of.

Elika snapped her head towards a far wall, her shoulder