Black’s POV:
I escape the stressed slaves for a moment by walking into the living room. Here I can gaze out at the endless fruit trees growing on the hillside. The window in the living room is the only one I’ve seen in this mountain cave, and I crave the sun and fresh air as much as the moon. I’ve been underground for far too long.
Sitting here helps with the nerves building up in everyone in this household, including me. You can almost touch the fear that something has happened to Celeste; it’s that potent. So I seek the window to escape my anxiety and everyone else feeling it. If only for a few seconds.
At first, when we discovered that Celeste was no longer in the apartment, the rest weren’t as worried as I. The enslaved people who have taken care of the princess all her life explain
