Rebecca slowly woke up, her head aching slightly as her lashes fluttered open to the dim light filtering into the room.
The scent of herbs and medicine lingered heavily in the air, while a dull ache throbbed through her thigh.
The last thing she remembered was escaping from that monster with her son before an arrow struck her, and after that everything had faded into darkness.
So where was she?
Her mind questioned as she gradually regained consciousness.
However, what shocked her the very next moment was the figure standing over her with a knife clutched tightly in his hand.
Rebecca gasped, and just as he drove the knife downward with the clear intention of plunging it into her heart, she caught the blade with both hands.
She could barely hold him back. She had only just awakened, her body was still struggling to respond, and she didn't even understand what was happening or why someone wanted her dead.
