CHAPTER 94

Katherine stirred at the light tap on her arm, muttering something incoherent before slipping back into the depths of sleep. 

But the tap came again—gentle, yet urgent. With a groggy groan, she turned sluggishly, her body pressed down by exhaustion.

When she finally forced her heavy eyelids open, she was met with a pair of wide, unblinking blue eyes staring back at her. A small figure towered over her, looming close, too close. 

Her pulse jolted, and without thinking, she shoved the figure away.

She heard a gasp. And then, a thud. Katherine shot upright in bed, disoriented, her heart pounding as she scanned the unfamiliar room. 

Where...