CHAPTER 33
Catherine didn't dream of Bowen, and she did wake up. The sky was dark now, and the moon was only just gaining its bewitching light. With less difficulty than before, she rolled over, but her stomach groaned and ached more in this position, so she rolled back. For the first time since arriving in the fae realm, she felt the hunger eating away her stomach lining.
As if the fae had heard her thoughts, the door to her strange dungeon opened and a beautiful fae woman with long blonde hair and alarmingly blue eyes walked in. She didn't smile, but she didn't frown. Her face was entirely devoid of emotion. Catherine watched her carry a tray with two bowls full of berries varying in size and color but equally mouthwatering to look at. Bread and a tall glass of water filled the rest of
