Chapter 115

Raya’s POV

My body made a hard impact on the cold floor in Keenan’s underground abode. I had just escaped the palace and I was certain there will be a search for me especially as Lord Christopher wanted me back. I groaned in pain as the full impact of what had happened to me in the dungeon hit me. I had not realized the extent of what had happened to me until now.

My whole body ached and I was so hungry and thirsty that the hard floor beneath me took the form of warm soft bread. I tried to stand up but I could not pick myself up, I then tried becoming two versions of myself but I was too exhausted to do so. A strange realization dawned on me. If I had not escaped prison just now I would have rot to death in that place and I would have met my death.

“Are you okay?” a voice asked me, it was not Keenan’s voice so I tried standing up to take a defense position but my body refused to leave the ground.

“Water,” I muttered. “Water.”

I could barely even