Chapter Eight
“I don’t know his name, and I can’t see his face, but at night, when all is still and the darkness takes over the light, I hear his quiet voice. It soothes me. I dread the daylight because then he is gone, and the emptiness is overwhelming.” ~Kara
Kara didn’t have to turn around to know that Ludcarab had entered her room. The elf king’s power was familiar to her now. She’d been his prisoner for a little over a month now, at least that’s what the marks she’d made on the wall behind her door indicated. She wasn’t entirely sure they were accurate, however, because sometimes she felt as if she’d lost time, like maybe she’d blacked out for some reason. Oftentimes, she would find herself standing in the middle of the room or staring out of a window with no recollection as to how
