Chapter 32

Adara wandered the new bedroom she found herself in. She ignored the luxury. Didn't see the beauty.

She was caught in the shadows of her past. A history not completely clear.

But she did recall enough.

That fateful day she was on her way to meet Desmond. The note he'd smuggled to her had changed their meeting spot to the woods, but she'd not been suspicious. Why would she when they'd strolled countless times before, hand in hand, in that forest? Kissed under its boughs.

After her defeat, when she woke in the dungeon, she'd reached for him. Reached for the tie binding them, used it to call him. But he never answered.

And Mammon had laughed. Laughed and told her that Desmond was the one who betrayed her. That her lover had led her astray this entire time. Amused himself at her expense.

The longer the torture lasted, the more she believed it. It had to be true because true love would have saved her.