Soraya's Pov

I sat alone in the cold cell staring at the stone walls and trying not to think about what was going to happen to me. The Patriarch had visited once since I woke up and his words kept echoing in my mind. He said I looked like my mother. He said I had been asleep inside myself for nineteen years.

None of it made sense.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. The silver chains were still on my wrists and they burned against my skin. I had tried to pull them off but they would not budge.

My mark was...