Rivienne found herself as a cockroach who had become a giant cat's plaything.
At first, she was overjoyed by Ezra's suggestion of hunting the ash painter, but then she changed her mind, listening to his rules, and recalling the horror and drama in the capital.
She should have listened to Jeremy and stayed in Arwan's mansion, way before she met him. She could not stay in the academy anymore nor Arwan's state because Verlice knights were combing everywhere. The headmaster did not help her.
There was nowhere to run, other than getting crushed under the cat's paw.
Well, two cats, maybe.
She threw away the truck handle, collected her notebook and went downstairs for breakfast. Sea sickness and mental stress were killing her for the past week, and here she was at the beginning of the capital. She vomited as soon as she stepped out of the carriage early in the morning, broke her trunk, and picked on some random men glued to the staircase.
