Chapter 21

Raven woke up in a cell.

She was tied up in chains, on her arms and legs, and she barely could move.

The cement floor was wet from the water that was dripping from the ceiling, there was no bed, no food, nothing, just rats that were crawling from somewhere and were still too far from her.

Her clothes were torn apart, and it was blood on her, from whom, she had no idea, but the child in her was still alive and grew fast.

It was just a matter of time before it would see the light of a day, or night, she couldn’t tell.

That night was full of death and blood, but the only thing on her mind was Draven, with the arrow in his neck.

Is he dead, or alive, she didn’t know, he wasn’t in her dreams, he didn’t visit her or talk to her, nothing, no one did, which was strange.

Something was in that syringe that Arnes injected her with, that she couldn’t communicate through her dreams, not even with Darian or Dana, and it must have been a spell.

“Damn it!”

She was hungry and thirsty, which m