Chapitre 168: Chapter 168: Still A Prisoner

**Rosalie’s POV

Without my baby nearby, without being able to communicate to anyone, and without being able to do anything, the world seemed to be slowly slipping away from me.

It didn’t matter that I was a queen now, nor did it matter that I had this magical blood that could cure people. I was beginning to feel completely alone, and hopeless.

Most of the time, I’d sit in my tent and stare at the wall, and I started to question whether everything that happened was real, or was it all just a long nightmare?

Except for occasionally, I’d get the idea that someone was watching me. Whether it was through the two small windows on either side of the tent or some other smaller hole I was unsure of, but I would get goosebumps on my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck would stand up under the weight of unseen eyes.

That was the only feeling that reminded me that I was alive.