Elysia's POV
My breathing came out hurriedly. How did I get here? Why was I running? A sharp cry tore from my lips as my leg grazed a thorn in the dim forest. I tried to stop myself from running, but my leg wouldn't — even when I tripped constantly.
"Esmeralda!" A male's voice pierced through the forest, and the sounds that came after were like the galloping of horses.
I suddenly came to a sharp halt. My trembling lips parted slightly as pain shot through my stomach. I could feel warm liquid soaking through my clothes. A lone tear slipped past my eyes as I looked down to find an arrowhead sticking out of my stomach.
"Esmeralda!!" The galloping grew faster, and the man's voice came closer.
"Esme…"
Strong arms wrapped around me, but his words began to fade… and I felt a slight nudge on my face. My eyes fluttered open, only to find myself still behind the bars I had been kept in.
A nightmare?
