Chapter Fourteen: The Escape

Shayla

The day passed, trapped in the room; she was sealed in by magic she could not break. She tried everything she could think of to break the seal; nothing worked. Her stomach began to make noises as she became aware of her hunger. The door's lock clicked before the door opened; a maid pushed a cart into the room.

"The Master has sent you some super, miss." She said as she removed the lid to the tray. "Beef stew with potatoes, and I have some soda." Before Shayla could say anything, the maid walked out of the room. The food called to her hungry stomach; she lost the battle of wills and ate the food. It didn't taste weird, so no poison or potions.

She stared at the door, thinking of a way to get the door open without burning her hand. The shifter silver would burn her hand through any fabric she used. Her magic would not work; the seal on the room would prevent her from using her magic. The door would need to be opened from the other side. But how was she supp