Chapter218: What Dreams May Come
*Maddy*
I didn’t sleep much that night. I tossed and turned until the sky beyond the frosted windows turned a deep purple, and the sun began to appear on the horizon. Now, I sit at the edge of my bed watching the sun rise and cast the back garden in a pale pinkish glow.
It must be very early in the morning. No one has come to fetch me yet. I haven’t seen Ella or Hannah–or Isaac.
The thought of Isaac makes my stomach twist into a tight, unforgiving knot. I curl my hands over the thick, cream colored comforter and grip it tightly, closing my eyes.
Not his breeder. Not a maid or a servant.
Ella says I’m a guest, but what exactly does that mean? Where could I possibly go after this? Home to Celestoria? The thought makes me queasy, and I remember with a start that I haven’t eaten anything since… well, I can’t even remember the last time I had something to eat or drink.
I walk around the room, running my fingertips over the fine furniture. I add a few logs to the dying fire and let the heat

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