Chapter 64

Ann pov

My heart hammered blood through my veins when Melia left me and took the other route.

Last night I was assigned to the tavern to serve the workers after their long hard day labor. Brusel, the ruthless of the slavemasters had sighted, and threatened that I visit him else he’d make this place a living hell for me.

And since I heard the bad and wrecking news from the other maids about Brussels. The intensity of my confidence plummeted.

Stepping my foot on the hard-tarred stony road that leads into a dark tunnel scared the shit out of me. It sent some cold chills down my...