It had only been about a day since Elodie had ‘died’.

You didn’t know who she was at the time, so you didn’t think much of it.

You had just gotten married to his boy, Prince Henry, and he and his family had brought you to this cave where they crossed your blood and threw you down a cave.

It was a horrid moment. You had burns and cuts everywhere.

You were angry and scared. And as you went through the cave, you met Elodie, not knowing her yet.

“Are you okay?”

She spoke, her voice soft.