Boredom.
There wasn't much one could do while stuck within the premises of someone else's room. She currently had no option to leave and make her own choices. Then again, her life in some way had always been like this. Iola reached out towards the ceiling, "Trapped." She sighed and closed her hand. Had she simply left one prison place in exchange for another one?
Well, at least she wasn't being forced around here to do anything.
Her stomach growled in protest. "He had forgotten to give me supper before leaving," The young woman frowned slightly but made no move to do anything. She couldn't leave at all. He had warned her of that and it wasn't like she was going to die if she did not eat tonight. Instead her mind flitted back to her conversation with the Mage who sought to take advantage of Timothy.
How did such a young man like him figure out that she had been using an invisibility cloak?
Some kind of Skill perhaps?
