Aurelia's POV
I went to sleep that night with the old dagger under my pillow. I was alert, ready to strike my victim to his death, ready to break out of this dungeon and proceed to a life of freedom.
I was unable to go to sleep easily. I kept tossing and turning around, thoughts of the evil plans Dante had towards me swarming in my mind. He didn't look like he was joking, and the prospect that he was serious with his words sent shivers down my spine.
As that thought crossed my mind, I remembered Djurek; his castle and his awkwardly cold demeanor. I made a mistake agreeing to leave with Dante,I could have begged him to let me remain as a servant with his maids, and life would have been good.
All in all, I hoped that my plan worked, and that I didn't incur any stumbling blocks on the
