Chapter 61: All I Have
Ciara's POV
The guards did not let me walk. They dragged me down the long, silent corridor, my heels scraping against the polished marble floor with each step. The sound echoed off the walls, loud and unrelenting, like a death march meant to announce my defeat.
Their grip on my arms was iron hard. The enchanted shackles around my wrists bit into my skin, sending a constant, tingling burn up my forearms. It felt as if my very blood was rebelling against being bound, and the sensation only reminded me that I had no power here.
I had no strength left to fight them. I had no will to plead. The disbelief pressed down on me more heavily than any fear could. What I could not comprehend was that Daryl had given the order. It was not a stranger, not a stranger from some d
