Rosalia’s POV:
Waking up, I find myself back in the bed I had woken up in hours before. Shame floods through me at the memory of my own clumsiness. In my defense, I was seriously sleep-deprived and still am. The thought crosses my mind and I find myself sinking back into sleep.
Darkness. All around me. That's all I see. For a moment, I think I’m back in the dark subterranean level where I used to be trapped in the cage Master Asher used to leave me in, but there are no walls this time. No bars. Just pure darkness. Pushing down my rising nausea, I close my eyes until a scene takes shape. I moan softly, knowing this one all too well. It’s one of my most frequent nightmares.
The dimly lit dungeon room solidifies out of the darkness around me. I can see Hunter standing at one end and me at
