Catherine seemed to be enjoying the warmth the heavy blankets provided her. Looking at a peaceful and content face while she was sleeping, I did not have the heart to wake her up.
The content on her face, no frown lines, and her even breathing made me Greeley to let my sister sleep as long as she wanted. It was the only thing I could do to make her happy at the moment, except for providing her the comfort of warm and good food.
Who was I to take anything away from her, especially when she had lived in terror and witnessed something horrible?
That was too much for her age. With her sheltered, I had kept her from every thing happening around her. Even in the palace, this was something that threw her off the balance completely. I understood the fear she felt for the world now, especially when she was going to meet someone strange given that Gareld had done a good job in scaring her, and so had Laura.
