Torture

After having some delicious meal to fill her hungry stomach, Madeline rested a bit, and when she woke up after a few hours of sleep, the sky had darkened, and Cassian was nowhere to be seen, as expected.

Sitting up on the bed, Madeline glanced around the room, having nothing else to do but stare and admire the beauty of her new room. Curious to see what Cassian's house looked like on the outside, Madeline gently slipped out of the big comfy bed.

Standing on her two feet, her footsteps were silenced by the comfortable carpet on the floor, and even though she remembered Cassian's order to not get out of bed just yet, Madeline had a feeling that she would die quicker if she sat idle on the bed for much longer.

Convincing herself that she also needed a little walk to strengthen her weak bones, Madeline stepped out through the heavy wooden door of Cassian's grand room, only to enter into a bright and inviting hallway.