Chapter 25

“Venus…. Get up now” Lagertha growled through my head. I opened my eyes startled at Lagertha’s outburst. I looked next to me where Desmond should be laying but he was not there, no in fact I was in an entirely different room altogether. The white marble floor pulled me back to reality, the gut churning reality of I have been in this very room once before. I was back in my previous captors’ hands; how could this be. I frantically looked around till my eyes laid on a reflection in a mirror something was different, I was different. bewildered I approached the mirror to assess my reflection. I seemed older somehow, none of this was making sense.

“what is going on” I asked Lagertha

“can’t you smell that” she growled giving me an instant headache

I took a large inhale, the air was foul thick with the scent of blood, root and a pungent smell of sewerage, the undeniable scent of rogues. The smell alone was enough to make me gag, then there it was a subtle scent behind the putrid on