C10 Could My Life Get Even Worse?

Could My Life Get Even Worse?

Elara Winterfell.

It was late in the evening when we got to the hotel. The car was freezing cold from the AC, plus the light material I wore made it even worse. The drive was silent as the men in front focused on whatever it was that they were doing.

“We are here.” One of the bulky men said gruffly before opening the side of his door