"I've been to nearly every room in the castle per.. something that I can't remember your father telling me." Her mind was a bit hazy and she still felt as if the weight of the world was crashing down upon her shoulders. A Year older. Another year without a family besides the one given to her by Ithunvel.
It wasn't that she was ungrateful, she loved them, but it wasn't the same.
She was sure they'd all understand. All she really wanted right now was to drown in the barrel there. Instead she squinted one of her blue eyes and looked at Ithacles.
"What are you doing down here anyway?" She just hoped he didn't ask her.
Then she looked at the squirell in the chair for a moment. Was that thing.. no it couldn't be alive.