The Barter Novel Sierra and Xavier

---- But she was expecting too much.

King Adrian was just being precautionary here He couldn't afford trusting a wrong person right now and neither could she.

She shouldn't mind his actions.

He was caring about his people...

about Damien but Alexia still did She thought she finally found some hope...

some light but it seems it was just a mirage.

A dream too good to be true.

These people may look humans like her....

But their insides have changed.noveldrama

Survival has kicked in...

and since centuries it has always been the survival of the fittest.

She has to adapt, to endure and to fight till the end if she has to live.

And the hope she has been holding onto for so long, seemed like a dangerous thing to hold onto.

---- Chapter 483 Chapter 483 Alexia had known darkness her entire life.

Locked in rooms by her adopted father, she had befriended shadows.

Starvation had long been a cruel, familiar companion.

Torture, in all its vicious forms, had taught her how to suffer in silence.

But this was different.

The dungeon was not just darkit was suffocating, as though the earth itself conspired to crush her beneath its weight.

The air was damp and biting, thick with the stench of decay and despair.

This place, carved from the very bowels of the earth, seemed to feed on misery.

The guard tugged on her chains, dragging her along without a word.

Alexia followed, her legs trembling under her own weight.

Her eyes darted around, trying to take in her surroundings.

---- They had walked down a set of stairs down the earth and damp walls leaking with water surrounded her.

It looked like a narrow underground tunnel, the hallway stretched endlessly, lit only by sparse, flickering torches.

The stone beneath her bare feet was icy, seeping into her bones.

The thin shawl Rebecca had given her offered little protection against the cold that gnawed at her skin.

Finally, the corridor opened into a vast, empty chamber.

Chains hung from the walls, spaced with unnerving precision, their iron links gleaming faintly in the dim light.

The space felt abandoned, desolatea graveyard for the living.

With the natural stone roof above ready to fall any second and devour the place completely into the earths belly.

Why is it so...

empty? Alexias voice was small, fragile.

The guard grunted, his eyes never meeting hers ---- King Adrian doesn't keep captives unless necessary, he muttered.

Before she could ask anything more, he shoved her against the wall, locking her chains to the iron rings embedded in the stone.

The metallic clink echoed ominously.

It's cold, Alexia whispered, her breath visible in the frigid air.

Can [at least...

get something warm to wear? The guard barely spared her a glance before turning on his heel and walking away.

She waited Surely, he would return.

Surely, someone would come Right? But one came.

Not today, not the next day and so on.

Her first day passed in restless anticipation.

She blankly stared at the single lantern in the corner,