Chapter Sixteen

ELSA'S POV.

As I opened my eyes that morning, I was immediately struck by the feeling that something was not quite right. It took a moment for me to realize that I wasn't in my room. Panic started to rise in my chest as I looked around, trying to get my bearings.

I was lying in a large, plush bed with silky sheets that felt unfamiliar to me. The room was spacious and elegantly decorated, with heavy drapes over the windows and ornate furnishings that spoke of luxury and wealth. Everything about it was so different from my modest quarters that I couldn't help but feel a sense of disorientation.

As I sat up in bed, my mind raced with questions. How did I end up here? What happened to me? Was I kidnapped? Fear and confusion gripped me, and I struggled to make sense of the situation.

I got out of bed, feeling disoriented and dizzy, and made my way over to the window. Looking outside, I saw that I was in a large castle surrounded by high walls and guards patrolling the perimeter. The sight