Mauve sat on the edge of her bed as she waited for Jael. It has been three days since she went around the castle compound with Jael.
She was alone in her room and she was nervous. She had thought she would skip the last meal and spend the rest of the remaining days the Lords would be here in her room but that didn't seem to be the case.
She gripped the brush a little too hard as she ran it through her hair. There was no need to comb it again but she needed something to do. Something to distract her from her turbulent thoughts. Sure, she was putting pieces of her hair all over the bed but it wasn't like she slept in it.
She looked at the door and then the connecting door. Any moment from now Jael will walk in from either of them. Her stomach knotted. Would she be able to enjoy the meal?
