Seraphina's POV
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a man with wings.
Not just small, feathered ones, these were wide and glowing, like nothing I had ever thought I'd see before. He wasn't standing far from me, and even though I didn't recognize his face, something about him felt oddly familiar.
A few steps behind him, there was another man sitting on what looked like a throne. He had wings too, darker in color, and his entire presence screamed power. I couldn't explain how, but I had the strange feeling that I had seen him before. Somewhere, and somehow, but I wasn't afraid.
That was the weirdest part.
Even though I didn't know where I was or who these people were, I didn't feel scared. My heart wasn't racing, and my hands weren't shaking like they usually did when things didn't make sense. It felt… calm, almost like I was meant to be here.
Still, I blinked and sat up slowly, glancing around the space that almost looked like it was made of light and fire.
