She was made to walk through a haphazard path, Arthea struggled with the gown and the pitch dark surroundings helped her in no way to get an idea about the surroundings.
"Alora" the lady called.
Arthea who was busy trying to remember something or anything about the place paid no heed.
"Alora, where are you lost" the snap from the lady made Arthea repeat a thousand fucking times in her mind that she is Alora here and she needs to be alert every second if she has to accomplish her mission.
Getting closer to the doors he understood that they are the tallest gates she has ever seen in her life, just when she raised her head up to see where she is going, she felt a cloth against her eyes.
She was blindfolded before she can grasp a thing about the place. Arthea cursed the people under her breath in every language she knew.
