Chapter 3

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You knock on the door, and what to your determined eyes would answer than Doriel

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You knock on the door, and what to your determined eyes would answer than Doriel.

"Oh! Hello, my child. I didn't expect to see you so soon." she said. "Please, come in. I have something to show you."

You follow her down a long hallway into an empty bedroom.

"Ta-da! Your very own room. Do make yourself at home, dear."

The room had many things that any normal bedroom would have; A neatly made, queen-sized bed, a dresser lined with different pictures, and a closet filled with striped shirts.

Feeling tired from venturing to Doriel's house, you decided that a nap would do you some good. You climbed into bed, covered yourself with the blanket, and drifted off to sleep.

When you woke up, you saw there was a little slice of cake sitting beside your bed. It smelled of carrots and tasted so sweet.

You walked out to the living room where Doriel was sitting by the fire place reading a book.

"Good morning, my child." she said. "I do hope you got a good night's rest. I'm just reading a magazine on different hairstyles."

You asked her where the exit out of the garden was. You wanted to go back home. She appeared a little visibly shaken to hear you say that.

"Home? But, this is your home now. I thought we could have some fun together." she said.

You ask her again.

"Um... How about we look at the magazine together." she said changing the subject. "Look at this one. This one looks like a beehive."

Again, you ask her being more assertive than before.

She pauses before speaking. "Excuse me, but I... have something to take care of." With that, she walks out of the living room.

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