Married life wasn't horribly different from what I was used to. I stayed in my room all day.
The balcony was fun. Far away from here, the sky touched the sea. Mountains framed the view. I had never been to the mountains, nor the sea. Was it as pretty up close as it was from far away?
In the Abbott castle, I regularly snuck out of my room at night to visit the library. I didn't know where the library was here, or if there even was one. I didn't even quite care for books. They were merely my window to the outside world.
I had hardly gotten the chance to leave that castle. Not like there was anything I even wished to do outside.
But there were things I wished to see.
Like mountains. And the sea.
The Sinclair residence wasn't that bad.
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Garden of Starlight
RomanceAn arranged marriage to an infamously tyrannical lord sounds less of an escape and more like another prison sentence to Celestine. For someone that wants very little of life, she'd make well of this new life by doing what she did best: keeping her h...
