These past few days have been hell on earth for me. I have been made to labor in the castle, I have been literally turned into a slave, doing one work or the other, and it's already driving me crazy. Madam Leila has visited me secretly whenever she can, so my stay here isn't entirely boring. How I'm suffering for the crimes my father committed, is still a puzzle I'm yet to know how to solve. I've also been trying to weigh the possibility of me being a werewolf, but I just can't still believe that. It's horrible to even think about.

The thought of everything Madam Leila had told...