Unknown Girl
Day five of being Nobody From Nowhere, and I was going bonkers.
Lady Meridienne's cottage was lovely—all twisty wooden beams and windows that captured light from impossible angles—but staring at the same ceiling every day was driving me slowly, methodically insane. My body had mostly healed, leaving only the occasional twinge to remind me of... whatever had happened to me. The problem was, healing bodies is way easier than healing minds, and mine remained stubbornly blank.
"Good morning," Lady Meridienne greeted as she entered my room, carrying a tray of something that smelled like heaven if heaven were made of cinnamon and apples. "How are we feeling today?"
"We are feeling like we might actually die of boredom," I replied, pushing myself up against the pillows. "But we
