ARIA POV
The dungeons smelled exactly the way I remembered and I couldn't stop the wave of nausea clawing her way to my throat.
Stone.
Humidity.
Bleach.
And the unmistakable stench of fear.
It hit me in full force before I even stepped through the door and for one horrible second my body forgot the difference between then and now.
But I straightened my back and followed Alaric to the interrogation room. Here it was even worse.
My lungs locked, my pulse jumped and the entire world around me started to disappear.
Even council members waiting behind the glass, even the guards that let us in.
All I could see was another room.
Another cell.
Another set of chains.
Another version of me sitting on the floor wondering if I was going to make it through the night.
My hand curled into
