Chapter Thirty Six:
The day of the Feasting.
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Arth Margaux Wfauzhle’s Point of View
Being left alone in the room with my own thoughts was never a good thing.
Swarmed with countless negative thoughts, I tried all I could think of in order not to make myself feel more down than I was already feeling. I even ended up washing the dishes that I have used even if Tashim had forbidden me to do so. Remembering that Alyanna used to tell me that washing dishes is like a therapy for some people… it does appear that I am not one of them.
I sighed, the darkness slowly getting into me.
“This would not do,” Muttering to myself, I bolted upright from the sofa. “I need to do something in order to keep myself busy.”
Glancing towards Prince Jaeden’s chamber, I was looking for something that might ke
