Chapter 4
Phoebe kept her hands folded in her lap and waited. It would be any minute now. For too long she had been locked up in this house without being let outside. She had saved her energy and would be ready. The flood of her magic would sing again through her veins, but she would not be a fool and give herself away. No, she would play along and pretend that all would be the same.
The door opened to her room and Isabelle entered wearing her travelling clothes and a bright smile on her face. “Bon matin, mademoiselle!” She bounded over to Phoebe and patted her on the knee. “Are you ready for your journey? Today will be the first big step to your escaping.”
“Yes, I am ready.” Phoebe smiled and hugged Isabelle. The morning had been filled with many last minute preparations.
Holding her
