Siana’s lashes fluttered open slowly, the world around her blurry and too bright. Her head throbbed dully, and her body felt unusually heavy, like she had been asleep for days. She blinked several times, trying to adjust to the golden light streaming in from the tall windows.

Soft, silken sheets cocooned her, and the mattress beneath her felt like clouds—far too luxurious for the chaos she remembered last.