Odett’s POV
The next night passed without a dream. Grandma’s wards stayed quiet, and Lorilie slept close enough for me to feel her. I still woke before sunrise and checked beneath the bed for cracks before I could stop myself.
‘You checked twice already,’ Lorilie said with sleepy patience inside my mind.
‘I know,’ I answered.
‘I am making sure it did not change,’ I added defensively.
‘Floors usually announce when they split open,’ Lorilie said.
I checked once more and got dressed. The glass had been cleared and the books returned to their shelves. Only the new marks by the window and door showed that something more than fear had torn through my room.
Mom waited for me in the smaller breakfast room instead of joining the rest of the family. Dad had already left for his office, and th
