Pray, pray to God for one last mercy on His sinful people, wash away my sins, and show me the way to escape...
Those who are fearful, sinful, and unrepentant are caught in a trap. Only those who rely on the Lord will find peace.
As she emerged from the dark cave, Ivina panted excitedly. After a brief rest, she couldn't help but quicken her pace and continue racing toward the unknown.
For if she were captured by Niditara, there was no doubt she would be harshly confined, forced to survive on blood, even though she was not a vampire.
The dew on the low shrubs dampened her skirt. Lifting the heavy skirt that hindered her running, Ivina now resembled a disheveled Cinderella.
"Where am I?" she murmured to herself, completely disoriented by the surrounding forest, which all looked the same. She searched for several exits, but each path led back to the starting point with no light at the end.
She crouched down, feeling deep despair. Even if she escaped Niditra's control, she might still starve to death here. Perhaps the hope of seeing her father again was just a dream, a奢望.
Standing up, she dragged her aching legs with no strength left. She could already feel her stomach cramping from the prolonged hunger. She would probably die here, with no strength left to search for another way out.
A familiar scent drifted through the air.
Freshly baked pastries, cheese and bacon, fresh milk mixed with a rich honey aroma. Following the scent, Ivina was stunned beyond words.
Why, after searching through so many exits, had she not noticed that just a short distance away, there was a table set with a feast prepared long ago?
She walked slowly, cautiously approaching.
The white tablecloth and the abundant dishes were so out of place in this damp, gloomy environment. Such an abrupt feast couldn't help but arouse Ivina's suspicion.
Until she could reach out and touch the food on the table, she had to admit that this wasn't a hallucination caused by hunger. The scent of vanilla cake filled the air, and the pudding at the corner of the table tempted her with its sweetness.
This was a gift from God.
Thank you, my Lord. Thank you, Jehovah.
Ivina did not forget to pray before eating, even though she was nearly fainting from hunger. The soft croissant was right at her lips, and the salty aroma of cheese lingered in the moist air. Next, she bit into the bacon on top. Those two sharp teeth that were not meant for her now came in handy, allowing her to effortlessly enjoy the most desired delicacy. Ivina sipped a mouthful of hot milk, savoring the rare happiness. But at that moment—
"Ah…" The white tablecloth on the table gradually became filthy, the "delicious dishes" one by one moldy, the sliced bacon turning into pieces of rotten red maple leaves, and the fresh milk she had just sipped was nothing but a cup of污水 in a broken bowl.
Before Ivina could recover from her terror, the ground suddenly collapsed in a large area. She could feel her body plunging downward, into a darker, deeper place.
A sharp pain shot through her fragile nerves. In the few seconds she was conscious, she sensed a figure flickering before her eyes.
"Help…"
Her jaw was roughly lifted, and with her last remaining senses, she could feel the bone-chilling coldness of that hand.