LIORA’S POV
I woke to the bite of rope around my wrists.
My eyes flew open, panic flooding through me as I tried to move. My hands were bound behind my back, my ankles tied together. And a rough cloth was stuffed in my mouth, gagging me so thoroughly that I could barely breathe through my nose.
I struggled, thrashing against my restraints, trying to scream, but only muffled sounds escaped.
Where was I? What was happening?
The world around me swayed and bounced. I was being carried, I realized, no, dragged along the ground by multiple hands gripping my arms and legs. Shadows danced across stone walls illuminated by flickering torchlight.
Then I heard it. Chanting.
Low rhythmic and eerie voices, speaking words I didn’t understand. The sound made my skin crawl, I felt fear clawing up m
