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There weren't many people when the car door at my side was opened by Rhysand from outside.

Nausea starts to take over my stomach and threatens to come out, I swallow again and start to stand up and take Rhysand's hand that is reaching out to me. Sending him a brief sharp glance, I gripped his hand tightly, spitting out annoyance I couldn't express, and then I stared ahead. A dome-shaped building loomed before us. So luxurious and towering in the middle of Madrid. I would love to be here if under different circumstances.

Not in a horrific situation full of terror, for sure.

"Fight me, Princess. I always welcome you with pleasure." Rhysand's voice enters my ears, sending chilling shivers that make my spine stiff. One arm wraps around my waist which is covered by the knee-length brown coat he gave me. Even so, it's like skin to skin. The touch is hell and I don't want to fall further down that hell hole.

I just glanced at him with the levelest look possible, something I tried to keep eve