With that, she turned and left. The maids followed her out, finally releasing me. I collapsed onto the floor, staring at the mess of my belongings. My hands clenched into fists at my sides. I had to find a way to send a message. I couldn't just sit and wait. Locked inside the estate, surrounded by strangers, I had no idea who to turn to or how to get my message to the right person.

After a few moments of thought, with no solution coming to mind, I pressed my lips together and decided to start cleaning up the mess in my room.

The next morning, I woke to a...