It had been quite some time since Alexia had been separated from her companions. Although anxious, she walked between the walls of the labyrinth toward a destination unknown to her.
As she moved through those sinister corridors, where the only source of light came from the flames she had summoned, a sudden chill ran down her spine for some reason.
"Damn it, where are Amelia and the boys?" she sighed before continuing.
"If only Deon were with me…"
"Lord, what am I even thinking?"
Alexia had never been interested in anyone before. After all, she had a duty, and a heavy burden rested on her shoulders. She had to become stronger to reclaim what was hers and save her family. Like almost everyone in that strange village, she had a past—and a cross to bear.
