That night I slept in a large dormitory with the other demoiselles. It reminded me of past school trips and made me feel extremely homesick. The other women were nice. They saw my distress and tried to comfort me. Nobody dared say anything negative about her ladyship as Gudarro had done. Instead, we barely mentioned her beyond the eldest demoiselle advising me how best to serve her. Her advice was near identical to Gudarro’s words, although it was delivered in a more respectful manner.
Feeling a little less distressed, I got into bed where I had two dreams. They were like the dreams I had of this new world before I came over. The intensity and the feeling of being an observer were both there.
The first dream was of my parents. My mum had gone round to my dad’s house, and they were huggin
