Chapter 12 Amalia

‘Ow,’ I groan out.

‘Agreed, ow,’ Beren states from where she resides in our shared mind.

‘What happened?’ I ask. I am trying to piece together what happened last.

‘The last thing I remember, before we were cut off, was silver chains,’ Beren sighs tiredly.

‘Silver chains!’ I shout as I try to wak...