C321 THE GILDED CAGE

"Do not bother trying to move. The sedative was brewed from the marrow of your own kind. It does not just put the mind to sleep; it reminds the limbs that they belong to the earth."

Aria’s eyes blinked open, the world swaying in a rhythmic, sickening roll. The ceiling above her was draped in cream-colored silk, swaying with the movement of a carriage. She tried to lift a finger