Chapter 94

Third person's point of view.

(Dancer's-Elves-Clan)

Ingrid had just finished arranging her bed and was getting ready to sleep, suddenly she felt a cold breeze blew past her leaving her window open.

Her eyebrows knitted in a confused frown, but she didn't read much into it.

She walked towards her dressing table, she reached for her facial mask but a short and scared scream escaped her lips, when she saw a young man standing behind her through the mirror.

Ingrid sprang up at once and wanted to turn around, but the man was very fast to hug her from behind and slammed his hand over her mouth -muffling any sounds coming out.

"I'm not gonna hurt you" he whispered in her ear. "I'm gonna let go of your mouth and you're not gonna scream, or that's what's gonna get you killed" he threatened her.

Her eyes widened, her whole body started shaking in great fear and she nodded.

He studied her for a moment, before removing his hand and sat on the dressing table.

"W-who are you?" Ingrid asked in a sh