Emma looked at him incredulously. She stared at him with tears in her eyes. "You used me," she whimpered. Saying that she got up, wrapped a sheet around her and stepped out of the bed.
"Where are you going?" he growled.
"To my room!" she snapped. Picking up the sheet, she spun and dashed to her room. Emma felt like she had come back to square one. She curled on her bed and cried for hours. She went off to sleep just before morning. When she woke up, she found herself wrapped in a fur with the room heated up because of a live fire hearth. With a deep sigh, she dragged herself out of her bed thanking Ginger in mind.
"M'lady!" Ginger's voice came from the side.
Emma found her cleaning the room and arranging things. "Ginger…"
"M'lady," Ginger came next to her, looking excited. "Do you know that Goddess Maeve has returned?"
