Mistress Deborah quickly and cleverly changed Vienna out of her day dress to something more formal, a beaded pink gown, she barely glanced at. Genius that she was, she also managed to make Vienna look human as if she hadn't been crying all morning. Vienna was not sure if she was dressed up for a reunion, or perhaps her funeral. Either way, at least she looked decent.
She took a deep breath as she met Alex in the hall, then they walked toward the castle entrance.
"Stay close," he whispered. "And remember, you are not doomed just yet."
Vienna was not so sure about that. She arched her eyebrows but said nothing. She was not certain that she could speak. The fact that she would see her mother and sister soon was sinking in, and sinking her. She felt like she was underwater. She was not sure
