Zora’s POV
In the depths of the night, the darkness of my dreams enveloped me, but this time as I prepared for what I would know was my capture and torture, the nightmare took a different turn. The setting was as eerie as ever, but it was the triplets Lords who were in chains. They lay helplessly bound, their eyes pleading for salvation, surrounded by the ominous shadows of an imminent threat.
Shock and panic surged through me as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing. The roles had reversed – it was the triplets facing danger, and I was their sole hope. The urgency of the situation hung heavy in the air, and what was worse was that the idea of failing them seemed to make me feel distraught.
As I stretched out my hand toward the restraints that bound them, my fingers shaking with fe
