Chapter 15

“For tonight, you may not leave. Past that, I do not know,” Gaston said.

“I am still a prisoner,” I said sharply.

“If that is how you wish to look at it.”

“Was I set up?”

“I cannot answer this line of questioning, Tara.”

But he had answered me. I handed him the note. My fingers shook slightly with anger.

“You must remain in the suite,” he said. “Everything you need is here. Ode will check on you in the morning. If something is remiss, please tell him and he will do his best to take care of it. Good night.”

“Good night.” My tone was stiff and I felt bad after the door closed behind him. I also realized I should have questioned him about the plants. They swayed toward me as I paced around the large room. I checked the door and it was locked from the outside. My anger grew.

Energy shot through my body when a vine fell on my shoulder. Other plants extended their branches and feathered across my bare arms. I calmed internally at the same time energy filled me. A second before I pulled away