I’ve never left Nerathis, never seen beyond the small alleys of my village and now Cassian’s castle. I’ve never allowed myself to dream of traveling, and I think the fact that Cassian has shown me everything I’m missing out on beyond this is an act of cruelty.
“You’re awake, perfect. Here’s a basin with water.”
Nymera sets it on the small table. “When you're done, we can go see Nyxara.”
I freshen up quickly, the cold water clears my head. Next to the basin I also see a simple blue dress. I put it on and leave behind my dirty clothes.
Luckily, my head is free of voices for now. I follow Nymera out of the cabin, lifting the hem of my dress so it doesn’t get stained by the filth of the streets. I look around me attentively. There are some little girls helping others with the laundry and,
