She opened her eyes, it was dark she couldn't see anything.Y/n felt someone is staring at her. She felt a warm breath hitting on the side of her neck before she passed out again.
Who is it?
What will happen?
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Y/n stirred as a cold drop of water slid down her cheek. Her lashes fluttered slowly, like a bird unsure if it should wake.
When her eyes opened, the world above her was still the same - rough stone, damp and quiet.
She hadn't moved. She was still lying in the same place, the same cave, where she had lost her strength and slipped into darkness.
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The ceiling was high above, still and massive, like a sky caught in pause. Thin streams of water leaked through the cracks, slipping down to meet her skin in quiet kisses.
The cave was silent, so still that she could hear the rain outside of the cave- a soft, rhythmic pitter-patter that danced against the earth like a lullaby.
A small, silly smile found its way to her lips. It's raining, she thought. And for a moment, just a moment, that was enough. That simple sound, that cool touch, made her feel alive.
She shifted slightly, trying to rise, but pain shot through her body like fire chasing through dry leaves. Her breath caught, but still, the smile lingered. Somehow, the pain made it real. She was still here. Still breathing.
To her left, not far away, the dark shape of the black beast lay still - unmoving, lifeless. The sight twisted her stomach. She quickly turned her head back up, not wanting to see it again. Not now. Her body was weak, heavy as stone, and her mind was fogged with fading memory.
She didn't know how long she had been there. Time felt strange. She knew she had to leave. She had to get back to the mansion before Tieran returned.
If not, everything they had planned - every risk, every secret - would fall apart. But her body wouldn't listen. It ignored her will, refusing to rise, no matter how many times she tried.
Finally, she gave up. Just a little longer, she told herself. Her eyes were heavy again. With a quiet sigh, she let them close, sinking back into the gentle darkness.
But peace didn't last.
A sharp, haunting cry rang out - the scream of a raven - echoing through the cave like a blade slicing the quiet. Y/n's eyes opened slowly, lazily. The world was still grey and damp, but something had changed.
A raven flew in from the cave's entrance. Its wings beat the air softly, and as it neared her, it twisted midair in a smooth, graceful motion. Light shimmered where feathers had been, and a man took their place - tall, lean, with eyes like frozen rivers.
"Chester," Y/n whispered, her voice cracked but warm.
He knelt beside her without a word, his hands already working to examine her wounds. His touch was gentle, careful.
"You've got some serious injuries, my lady," he murmured. "We need to treat them before Master returns. And don't forget... your wedding is tomorrow."
Y/n let out a small breath that was halfway to a mocking laugh.
