The wind died down by the time night came. Doris relocated to a cabin next to Enzo's, she didn't dare step back into the one she left bloodied. They left her a thick, red velvet dress on the bed snd she assumed it was meant for the full moon tonight. She didn't feel like looking nice, she wanted to blend into the crowd and wait until she could slip away and hide in her room again.
A loud knock startled Doris. Lately, everything had been making her flinch more than usual. She quickly shoved the dress in a bottom drawer and unlocked the door. Enzo stood in a dashing red suit that was thick enough to bear the cold. He smiled down at her and didn't look the slightest bit bothered that she hadn't dressed in the gown they provided.
It was strange. She liked how she wasn't treated as a servant
