Elena POVI made my way to Draven’s room in the middle of the night, several curious glances following me. I could tell they were wondering why I was up at such a late hour, but I had no way to explain it to them.A few minutes ago, I’d woken up in sweats, half terrified at the dream I’d had, and half grateful that it had only been a dream.I’d seen her again, Hilda. But it was different from the last time at the mural, this time it had felt like I was directly inside her body rather than in front of her, feeling everything she felt.I rubbed my wrists lightly, I could still feel the weight of the chains that had been on them. The screams from the other prisoners who’d been locked up like her, each one begging for their lives as they’d been dragged out from the dungeons.Hilda was the only one who hadn’t screamed, not once since they’d locked her up.The man in the cell next to hers had laughed about it, mentioning how he looked forward to the day it would be her turn to get dragged
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