C88 CHAPTER 87 - Not Evil Enough

ELORA

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The cold wind kissed the tip of my nose. My nostrils reacted in that instant, and I sneezed, dragging myself back to the land of the conscious.

I had fallen asleep after the king and I…

I stopped the thought. A tidal wave of panic washed over me. I forced my eyes open, and looked around to take in the sight of my surroundings.

My gaze met familiar walls and draperies