Tania woke up with a terrifying jolt.
She was sweating like she had just run a marathon while her heart was pumping on an overdrive. Her adrenaline had kicked in and she had this sinking feeling which told her that she just had a terrible nightmare. But she could not remember the gory details of it all.
For a moment, Tania's eyes blurred and lose focus, she felt utterly unaware of herself and her surroundings. It's just that her heart suddenly felt empty and she was confused as to why. A great sadness overwhelmed her and so engulfed in her emotions was she that she did not notice her aching back until she moved around a bit.
She seemed to be cramped up in a small place, and due to her awkward sleeping posture, she felt very uncomfortable. Her vision and brain finally started to get aligned with each other and she found herself in a wide stone furniture? Wait, No. It was a throne made out of cold onyx, and she was curled up into it holding onto a solid arm.