Chapter Twenty-Eight

Rori woke screaming and covered in sweat, she felt a cold flurry over the surface of her arm and when she looked to the side a small set of large eyes stared at her. “Yee have the night fits miss,” Andy asked and Rori simply smiled and wiped her forehead “sometimes I do... but it’s alright I am used to them, I just need a glass of cold water to calm them down, and I can sleep.” Andy beamed a a broad grin and disappeared, only to reappear immediately holding a glass so crisp it was frosted over and already sweating. Rori shook her head as she took the cup, “thank you, Andy...how are you so fast?” she asked and watched as the young boy seemed to become almost nervous.  Rori set the glass down on the stone floor and swung her feet off the side of the bed. The weight from the ankle cuff she wore still weighed on her foot, and she sighed heavily. “Everyone here thinks I am just like him... I despise him.” tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as th