Chapter 22. 10 times pain

Rizine's eyes twitched, her face grimacing as she moved and rolled from side to side on her bed — though comforting, but sleeping on this bed have been giving her constant nightmares since three nights ago she stepped into this palace.

And it was always the same dream every single night and it would end in the same horrific and confusing way she couldn't really understand.

She would see a little version of herself, like three or four years old Rizine — the Rizine that knew no pain, the Rizine that didn't have bruises or scars, the Rizine that was untouched and pure, the Rizine who wasn't a slave to anyone, the Rizine who had an identity.

She was playing with building blocks, laughing and giggling in what seemed like a play house, just for her. And a woman who gave off a very beautiful aura would carry her into her arms and rock her, twirl her and smile at her lovingly. Rizine couldn't see her face clearly at all, but she saw the way her little self smiled at the woman as they