Clouds hang low in the sky, erasing the moon and stars. The wind swirls around me, my teeth chattering as I tuck my face further into my scarf. Florescent signs burn my eyes, harsh colors highlighting libations and welcoming those of age. The door protests as I yank it open…

My eyes snap open, nightmares sliced apart by the blade at my throat. Steel shimmers in the moonlight, chases chills down my spine. “Up.” A rough command sends me shuffling forward. We stumble out of my chambers and down the hall. Silence screams, the early bustle of servants and guards…