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After Ishamael leaves, Shelley walks around the room about four times before forcing herself to sit down.
They will be gone soon - if not already. It's hard to keep track of time. Perhaps she will be told when it's happened. Perhaps she will ask. She knows from experience her limits here. If she asks for something she will recieve it, unless it is specifically dangerous to her. The servants will not bother her unless she tries to escape.
A little too late for that right now, though something to consider, perhaps. If Elan-
No. No point wondering.
Carefully she curls up, leaning against the back of the couch.
She sits in silence, not thinking as the Wheel of Time turns.
They will be gone soon - if not already. It's hard to keep track of time. Perhaps she will be told when it's happened. Perhaps she will ask. She knows from experience her limits here. If she asks for something she will recieve it, unless it is specifically dangerous to her. The servants will not bother her unless she tries to escape.
A little too late for that right now, though something to consider, perhaps. If Elan-
No. No point wondering.
Carefully she curls up, leaning against the back of the couch.
She sits in silence, not thinking as the Wheel of Time turns.
