Maria’s POV

I woke up in my room, letting out a slight groan as I gently massaged my back to ease the unpleasant throbbing pain.

“Damn, it hurts!” I muttered silently.

My whole body felt sore like a large truck had crashed into me, leaving its mark. And to make things worse, my neck throbbed with a nearly unbearable intensity.

I tried to remember what happened. Yes, that bitch, Vienna, who had successfully knocked me unconscious. But then again, why was I here in this room?

How long did I sleep? I couldn’t recall how much time had passed. Why would Cercei allow Vienna to do that? I attempted to...