Throughout the day, Morvienne was locked up in the room, pacing around as she tried to think of a way to escape. She had tried the door several times, tugging, pushing, but to no avail. Nothing was working, absolutely nothing!
She had moved toward the window, peering out, but the view offered no escape either. There was definitely no way she would survive if she went through the window.
Time passed slowly and she pressed her forehead against the wall in the room, thinking, calculating. "Where could I go? How could I leave?" The reality of being confined in there, wasn't what she wanted for herself. And it was already evening, maybe around eight or nine.
The only time the door had been opened was earlier in the day, when Sevrin's maid had come to remove the breakfast tray and deliver lu
