Esma’s pov

I opened my eyes partially blinded by the light of the candle burning in front of me on the table. I blinked several times before registering the place. I was back in the dungeon.

As soon as the thought hits my head I turned my head to my right side, where I last saw Ravenna in this dingy room. Was all of that was just a dream? all of it? I remember we were standing in the middle of the graveyard. She was angry for some reason. Angry? She was furious. She was walking towards me.

And then. And then… “Ughhh.” I groaned as my head hurts like...