The dungeon cell smelled of shit, blood, and stale sweats. I sat on the damp stone floor, my back against the wall, staring at the iron bars that separated me from any hope of freedom. The guards had thrown me in here like garbage, tossing a moldy piece of bread and a cup of water at my feet.The knife had gone deep, but not deep enough to kill Seraphina. I'd failed at the one thing Rebecca had asked me to do."We should have gone for the heart," Eos whispered in my mind, her voice weak but still defiant."It doesn't matter now," I replied silently. "We're going to die here.""Don't give up yet, Aurora. We can still get through this, your not meant to die here." I laughed in my mind, I was going to die soon Eos, no amount of motivation will change that.Before I could respond, the dungeon door creaked open. Heavy footsteps echoed off the stone walls.Luna Morgan appeared outside my cell, her face twisted with fury. She wore a pristine white gown that looked out of place in this filthy
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