Epilogue

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They'd kept her locked in a meager room with room for only a bed, a dresser, and little extra space, simple bathing room was connecting to the main room. For a week she'd been locked in that room. She hadn't had a chance to see Tegan, if she was even alive. She hadn't seen Madoc either, Brennan could also be added to that list. She only saw a guard three times a day, who only delivered her a meal that was decent despite her conditions.

It wasn't a cell, better than one, but she still felt like a prisoner. They allowed her a change of clothes the day she arrived a week ago. She had bathed for hours that day, scrubbing away the dirt on her skin and the guilt and sorrows of the day in the Forest.

If she wasn't sleeping or bathing, she was pacing in the little free space. She was constantly going over her plans, waiting for her chances to see that castle they brought her to. She didn't where she was, on the journey here she was kept her either blindfolded or unconscious, or even both at times. Her plan wouldn't succeed if she didn't where to go.

Her door opened, she knew by keeping track in between her meals that it wasn't time for her next. The guard entered. "Come with me."

She didn't hesitate, she was out the door in a matter of seconds. The guard took her by the arm and led her down a dozen corridors, a few sets of stairs, all which she committed to memory the best she could, marking what each one led to.

Finally, the guard opened a door. By the look of the room it was small drawing room. She wondered if Brennan had requested a meeting with her, but they wouldn't have used such a derisory drawing room.

Mae looked across the room as the guard closed the door, remaining in the hallway. At least he has some decency, she thought. By the window, Mae saw a woman in a simple white and purple dress with sleeves that draped and folded like curtains. She had discarded her cloak to a chair that sat near the window.

The dress didn't seem right to the form, it seemed awkward on her. Mae knew of only one person who could look uncomfortable in a dress. "Tegan," she sobbed.

The woman turned around and almost fell to her knees as she took in Mae. Mae ran to her friend, embracing her in lung-crushing hug.

Mae whispered a promise to her friend.

"I'm going to get us out of here."

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