Late at night, a knock came on my door. It was soft at first, but then it came much firmer than before. I opened my eyes groggily, sitting up slowly. This was like the thousandth time that someone was knocking on my door, and I hated it. All I wanted was rest, and it seemed like no one was going to let me have that. Today, unlike the other days since we arrived, I was sleeping alone. Somehow, Abigail and Cassia made a pact and Abigail decided she wanted to sleep with Cassia today.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Darius," came the reply. "I need to speak with you right now."
"Can't this wait until the morning?" I asked, still sleepy.
"It can't," he replied sharply.
Groaning, I slid off the bed and made my way to the door. I was still worn down, and the dim light from the oil lamp at the other
