Chapter 90 Echo Of The Past

• *Xelina*
• I wake with my hands clenched tight in the sheets, the pressure of tomorrow weighing down on me like a storm waiting to break. The Moonbinding Ball is only a day away, and I had planned to rise before dawn, to slip quietly from the house and begin preparing my gown, just in case the conjuring spell falters tomorrow.
• Already, pale gold light filters through the window, and I realize I’ve overslept by half an hour. The seemingly small failure sends a sharp buzz through my nerves, setting my thoughts spinning in circles. I throw on my apron over my worn dress and race to the kitchen.