*
Safiya stood in the middle of the Al-ghala mansion with her hands folded in front of her, trying to appear as insignificant as possible. Haunting memories of her last visit came back sharply, causing her to feel a pang in her chest. She had stood in front of the main doors all those years ago, and listened as master Fareed asked the guards to escort her out with tears in his eyes. That was a long time ago; when the world was still asleep and she had very little to worry about.
She remembered it now, as easily as she breathed, how Fareed had turned his back on her and asked her to never return to the Al-ghala mansion again. Safiya understood then why he had done what he did, but even now she questioned her unusual lack of sympathy at the time.
The guard who had escorted her in return
