Chapter Twenty Three
I really hate to admit that silence was now a bother to me. That the presence of nothing, basically the lack of any presence at all, was something that made me terribly uncomfortable, because I had never been awarded the privilege of staying in one of the guest bedrooms before.
It was a beautiful room, much too fancy for anything that I could ever have been allowed to stay in. But here I was, thanks to Brock. I did not know if I had to be grateful or if I had to be angry, because this felt like a torture. It did not feel like I was having a change of scenery, like I was experiencing things that I did not think I would be experiencing for as long as I stayed within this palace. But rather than being happy, I was more better than anything else.
I did not like the fac
