Charis
With nowhere else to go, I slumped down against the wall outside Kael's door, my back pressed against the cold stone.
I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, trying to make myself as small as possible.
The corridor outside Kael's quarters was cold, and I felt every minute drag as I sat there, trying to make myself as warm as possible. This would not be the first time I've slept outside. I used to do that a lot back at Crestborne.
Whenever my father goes on one of those drunken rages, I always end up outside in the cold. Most of the time, I would try to stay awake because I was scared of freezing to death, so this was nothing.
Hours passed, and my body had given up protesting. My limbs were stiff, and my eyelids were heavy. I dozed fitfully, my head nodding forward, before jerking back up each time I started to fall asleep.
