Ember walked through her wing, running her hand over the walls as her footsteps echoed in the sparse space.
“I didn’t even get a chance to redecorate,” she murmured to herself.
She reached her room door and unlocked it with her key, walking straight to the bed. Collapsing onto it still in her day clothes, she let out a deep sigh. Just as she shimmied to get comfortable, a voice startled her from the bathroom.
“Is that you, Luna? I’m just preparing your water for your evening bath!” came Dorothea’s voice.
Ember buried her face in her pillow and groaned. She was so tired she didn’t mind going right to sleep without a shower.
“Don’t worry about it, Dorothea. I’m fine!” she yelled back.
“That is unacceptable!” came Dorothea’s voice again.
Soon, Dorothea walked out of the bathroom, weari
