Thorne’s Pov

I watched her through the glass of the Display Case. Elowen was learning quickly, her posture already showing improvement from yesterday. She sat with her back straight, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her eyes downcast like the others. But I could see the tension in her shoulders, the slight tremor in her hands that betrayed her fear and uncertainty. She was still new to this life, still adjusting to the reality of her situation. That would change with time.

I pressed the button on the intercom. "Elowen, come to the door." Her head snapped up, her eyes finding mine through the glass. She rose gracefully, her...