Aurora’s eyes peeled open to a dull orange light flickering across the ceiling of a unfamiliar place. It's scent was peculiar tho, like the scent of burning wood mixed with bitter coffee.

Her head felt heavy, like it had been filled with stones, and her tongue was dry against the roof of her mouth. She tried to sit up, but her body ached in a way that told her she’d been out for a really long while.

Ignoring the heaviness, she tried to move to get up but that's when she noticed her wrists were tied not too tight, but enough to make keep her in place even in her...