I thought the sharpness of my fear would keep me from sleep, but my emotions tangled and collided until I was too wary to pull them apart, and I was dragged under into a mercifully dreamless darkness.
I blinked or tried to, but my eyelids would not open. Unfortunately, when they did, the memories of the night before came colliding back, and the sharp sting of anxiety and fear chased away the lingering sleepiness.
I had fallen asleep in my dress, and I did not think I had moved once in my sleep. My muscles were stiff and aching as I peeled myself from the bed and looked around at the room that was to be my cell.
Thick carpets spread across the stone floor. Everything in the room was dark wood and emerald greens, but the decorations seemed to be newer, not the older furniture that was
