I woke with the sun pouring through the windows of my childhood room. The only thing that had changed was the size of the bed, which still had its four posts and a canopy of living vines with pink and yellow flowers, the ideal colors for a small Fae princess. I rolled to my side, wishing to wake from the nightmare that had become my life. Not the kind of nightmare with monsters. Oh, no, I could face those down.
No, this nightmare was of the monotonous kind, with days that melt into each other like chocolates left too long in a bag on a hot backseat until they barely resembled what they once were.
My life in no way resembled what it once had been, not even before my exile.
A knock on my door made me squeeze my eyes shut and scrunch my face and scoot further under the blankets.
"Please b
