Amullette's POV
It had been three years since her arrest. There was never a trial. Her uncle kept her safe in isolation. Her room was dark and gray, just large enough to fit a small bed, commode, sink and shower. She was fed four times a day and taken outside daily to walk alone underneath the gray dome of the habitat.
The first few months were not so bad, as Amullette had time to think in peace. Then began the nightmares, replaying the attack on her colony with vivid clarity. In the dream, Amullette was awoken by the world shaking around her. When she opened her eyes, she was back on her colony, in her palace bedroom, surrounded by all of the things she'd once cherished.
An explosion rumbled around her and fear gripped her heart as she sat up in bed. She could hear the screams. She c
