Freya

Despite my attempts to sleep, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t stop tossing and turning on the bed because my mind wouldn’t stop drifting back to the sisters who were currently locked up in the darkest part of the dungeon.

I knew that I shouldn’t care about them because of what they had done to me at the training ground. But at the same time, the thought of having to starve and thirst for days didn’t sit right with me.

Instead, it traumatized me and pulled me back to memory lane— The times when I had been locked up by my father and left to starve to death and if it...