Chapter 94
Annalise
When I woke up, I was floating.
My body was submerged in warmth, the sensation so foreign, so calming, that for a moment, I thought I was dreaming. My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the soft glow of candlelight.
I was in water.
Hot water.
Steam curled in the air, surrounding me in a gentle haze. The pool I was in was carved from smooth stone, deep enough for me to sink into, and the warmth of it seeped into my skin, easing the lingering ache in my body.
I shifted, and that was when I realized.
I was naked.
My heart jumped as I instinctively wrapped my arms around myself, looking around in a panic.
Three old women stood at the edge of the water, their wrinkled faces watching me with a mixture of wisdom and disapproval.
“She is awake,” one of them murmured.
