Chapter 270

NATALIE’S POV The sound of iron scraping against stone woke me up. My cell door opened. I looked up and saw a guard standing there. “Memphis wants to see you.” He said. His voice was flat, but the words made my stomach twist. I sat up slowly. Every muscle of mine was stiff from the cold floor I had been lying on. My heart raced as I rose to my feet. What did he want now? What new torment was waiting for me? The guard gestured for me to move. I swallowed hard and followed him down the dark corridor. I prayed to the moon goddess that my babies would be safe. Did he want to give me another potion to drink? The thought of it made me even more scared. By the time we reached his study, the air itself had changed. The air here was thick and suffocating. I could barely breathe. The air was heavy with black magic. The guard opened the door, and I entered inside. Memphis stood by a desk filled with scrolls, books bound in dark leather, and vials filled with dark swirling liquid. He looked up fro