Mute, and horrifically scarred- Andrina would still consider herself lucky, after all, she survived the attempt on her life. She was living in the palace, of all places, and no longer had to deal with her wretched step-mother or step-sisters. And she no longer had to live as a slave in her own home. And then there was the prince. The Owl might have brought him to her, but it was his decision to aid her, to save her from bleeding out in some disgusting corner, to be found bloated and rotting days after she 'vanished'. She owed him her life. She didn't mean to fall in love with him.