Emilia didn't sleep through out the night. She would not have been able to sleep even if she was not in a house full of howling wolves and her gut was not hurting her. She sat there listening to the howling of wolves in the silent night and shivering from the night's cold until she finally drifted into a troubled sleep at dawn.

By the time she woke up, it was late in the afternoon. The windows were open and light was flooding the room. She sat up and groaned immediately. Her head was hurting, as though she had suffered a concussion. The bedding she had used the previous night...