Another night was coming to an end.
With her eyes closed in the darkness of her room, Arabella silently counted the time passing inexorably, carrying away one hour after another, while she waited impatiently for the arrival of dawn.
Wondering if the new day would bring with it absolution from the path of endless anticipation she'd embarked on, after her father's revelations.
He would come, he had to come, her heart sighed in anticipation as she dreaded the moment when she would see the black eyes again.
Almost another week had passed, there was just over a month left for the celebration of the Council and if he hadn't come by then, Arabella didn't know what to expect from the future.
Because despite having spent whole days and nights thinking, without respite, without allowing herself
