"Maria had the clothes you will be required to wear moved here in the last five hours." Looking back to Lyle, I see him about to leave, bowing his head. "Do you have any further questions?"
"I am allowed to leave whenever? To venture out?" I ask, watching as confusion crosses his face. Of course he wouldn't know that I'm here against my will.
"Yes, Lady Lyra, the King has told me nothing else."
"Thank you."
Lyle is gone and I walk to the massive windows, both wide and tall, overlooking the lake like all the rest, holding me prisoner from reality.
Running my fingers over the duvet upon the bed, I let out a much needed sigh, only to then groan as I take one of the pillows, throwing it across the room as I slide to the floor. I pull out of my pocket the key, looking back down to the deta
