Natalia’s POV
I slammed my fists against the glass until my hands ached. I kicked and screamed and threw my entire weight against that f*****g wall. I willed every ounce of energy I had left into it, and yet the glass never broke.
It never even cracked.
Whatever brief moment of strength I’d felt before was gone. I was alone in this glass cage, along with two sleeping children who didn’t even stir at the sound of their mother’s screams, and no one outside could even hear me through the thick layers of soundproof glass.
And yet I continued to rage against the walls. As if, somehow, I could make it happen.
Of course, it never did. The Winter King had made these cases with the express purpose of keeping their inhabitants inside, and the only way to open the seamless panel at the back was
