CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

There was a fair girl. Her hair as white was the sun. Her eyes a blue sparkle that reminded her of her won father. The girl smiled happily. Playing with the woman next to her. A stark replica. Her mother.

There was a boundary, one as thin as air that kept her out, all her effort and cries to join the reunion abortive. The older woman turned to her and waved. Smiling at her sadly.

Selene woke with a jolt. Her unhappiness following her from the dream world. She could still feel the burning anger. How could they leave her?

She sat on her bed for a minute. Stretching her stiff limbs and yawning.

She could smell fresh cake all the way from her room. The royal kitchen last in the hall.

She swung her legs over the bed and left for the washroom. Eager to submerge in the warm water. The morning was cold. The room colder as the fire had long turned to smoking coals.

Selene unclothed herself hurriedly and buried herself in the warm pot. The scent of lavender generous in the water.