Islinda was unable to sleep, turning and tossing on the bed all night. The thought of tomorrow approaching both thrilled and scared her, filling her with anxious anticipation. Perhaps because she was unsettled, Prince Wayne could not sleep either. He would rub himself against her from time to time as if trying to calm her nerves, but it did little to help.
Tomorrow would determine her future. If she succeeded, her freedom was guaranteed and she could live a fulfilled life. But if she failed, Aldric would never forgive her and she was as good as dead. She would have betrayed Eli, the part of him that had trusted and would she dare to say, fall in love with her?
