#Chapter 223 The Queen’s Plans

Carol’s POV I had no idea where I was or how long I had been here for. I was in a small room, lying on a bed that I did not fall asleep in. I felt groggy like I was coming out of a long sleep, but I had been awake for what felt like several hours. I screamed until my voice was hoarse, but nobody came to the door. The room was basic, like a guest bedroom that hadn’t been used in years. There was a window on the far side of the room, but it was too dark outside to actually see and from what I could gather, there weren’t any stars or moon lighting up anyway. There was a dim light on in the room, so I could at least see my surroundings. I was handcuffed to the bed so I couldn’t actually walk around. I was no longer wearing the clothes I wore yesterday; instead, I was naked with nothing but a hospital gown to cover my body. The moment I woke, and saw that I was no longer in the infirmary, panic rose inside of me, and I couldn’t seem to stop screaming and begging for someone to help