I was back in my room, at the town of Emberton. Sweating profusely, I felt like my body was burning up. Was that really one of those nightmares? It's so strange. I don't even recognize them, the people inside my head.
There was smoke covering the room. I can smell something burning. I looked around and saw that the room was dark, really dark that I couldn't see a thing. I can only feel the soft, warm sheets beneath me.
I let out a cough; the smell of smoke suffocates my lungs. I tried to touch my surroundings, hoping I would get a hold of something useful, like a lamp.
“Where is the lamp when you need it?” I mum
The howl of the cold wind made my skin shiver as I yelped from my sleep. I looked around in panic to see where I was. It was wet beneath my feet, my knees shivering to stay up. I was panting but all I inhaled was the horrid smell of moss and decay. My sight landed on the metal bars across me, they were rusty and old. Now, I’m sure that I am locked up in the basement inside one of the cells.“Help me!” A weak voice whimpered, her soft voice echoed inside the cold room.I narrowed my eyes to see clearly whose voice was that. My sight was blurry for a moment, I couldn’t recognize a thing. I blinked twice to let my sight adjust and there, I saw who it was.
Red strands embraced me with warmth and her soft whispers of comfort. Beneath me lay the coldness of the grass and dew. I inhaled the fresh, cool air along with her sweet scent. The fog wasn’t enough to block my view of her sympathetic look. Her pale, porcelain skin contrasted her blood red hair.“You won’t remember a thing once you wake up, my dear sister,” Her murmurs were like soft howls of the wind, breathy and mellow so different from her personality.My legs shivered at the wet ground, “Why are you helping me? I have committed a sin, Fallon.” I paused, suddenly out of air.I watched her blink innocen
The sound of metal swinging made me jolt in surprise. I could almost hear my heart racing so fast. My sight bore at Sage who was pushing the cell door open. On his grip was a tray of food, the smell of egg and bacon filled my nostrils.He fed me again and made me drink water. It turns out that the violet fluid is some kind of a drug to weaken my abilities. It also makes my body low in energy. Sage has told me that they had to drug me to keep my powers controlled but I knew better not to believe them; they were only feeding me lies.After Sage fed me up, he locked my cell again. A few seconds later, I heard his footsteps approaching the stairs into the castle.
A week had passed like a blur, they collected two bags of my blood each day and every day Sage would provide me with human food to gain back my energy in order to produce more blood. I was living no less of an animal in a cage. It’s been days, I lost count. My life is coming to an end, I could feel it. I am slowly losing my powers. I can barely heal myself from the bruises and open cuts made by these sharp chunks of metals wrapped around my skin.My bones are already visible; my skin is now filled with wrinkles like an aging human. I can barely see clearly, the surroundings appeared to be blurry and dark. I presume my eyeballs have shrunk into my sockets by now. I probably look like shit.I licked my cracked, dry lips and swallowed the lump
I woke up in silence because of the strong pulsing of my head and the aching of every muscle in my body. A groan escaped my lips as my gaze landed on my body. I was covered in a soft, thick duvet that has gold, laced designs on it that makes it look so expensive. The bed was soft and comfortable; it made me want to sleep more.With my lips parted in awe, I glanced at the interior of the room. There was a crystal chandelier hanging at thecenterof the ceiling. The walls were high and painted in beige. There’s a wooden closet and some statues as decorations. The ambiance screamed of extravagance.No running rats and flying roaches here, only the still silence and chirping of birds right outside the huge, parted door which I assume
The wheels in my head started running the moment Cassius barged inside my room with that question. The expression on his face tells me that it’s going to be a long talk. With the furrowed brows and pressed lips, he looked bothered.His voice was low and gentle, “Feyre,”“What is it?” I asked with my brows knotted.He strode towards the glass door of the balcony and closed it. That’s when I noticed that there’s a snowstorm outside. The white, crystalline snow kept striking the ground. I saw how the bright flash of lightning had struck the sky, creating some cracks across the heavens. 
Days passed by in a blur. Even my sight is blurry, like everything is in motion. My head is spinning like crazy and the vampire blood isn't helping at all. I winced in pain when I tried to remove the shreds of dead skin on my dry, cracked lips. I’ve been drinking vampire blood for almost a week now. It made my skin crawl, my throat parched and my eyesight blurry. It's like I'm being tortured before my death. My body has grown skinnier.“Your bath is ready, my lady.” Said Lilana, she's a servant here in the castle and she doesn't really talk that much. I figured she will only speak when she's being asked or when you give her an order.The weather was as usual, cold and damped which is why a warm bath is just perfect. Lilana escor
Being with Cassius wasn’t as awkward as I imagined. He has told me about my past self and to know that we’ve been together for years, I just couldn’t get a grasp of it. It seems so unreal. I mean together with a vampire prince, really?Maybe that is why I feel the most comfortable around him. He is actually very caring and warm, and also fun to be around with. It made me think that there are some vampires who are capable of being good and sincere, not the deceiving kind like the ones I treated like my friends.“Lilana,” I called her, wrapping the robe around my body. Droplets of water were running down from the tips of my red strands. The steamy water was just perfect for my cold skin. Now that I am reborn as a