Her Wretched Life

Days Before Imogen Execution.

Imogen sighed as she slumped on her bed, switching positions as she found herself unable to sleep.

She raised from her bed, went to her door then back to her bed. "Isn't he not going to call me today?" Imogen pouted with a sad look.

It has been a day since she had seen him, but she is missing him badly. Tonight, she is going to do it.

She is going to confess her feelings for him, let him know how she feels and if that is enough to be called love. She smiled, wondering what his reaction will be.

As much as it excites her to tell him, she can't. She can't go to him unless he summons her which he isn't doing and she is starting to think she might have to take a rain check on her confession.

If he doesn't call for her tonight, then... She let out a deep breath then a knock suddenly came on her door.

She hurried to her door, opened it but saw no one except a letter placed in front of her door, she bend and took it.

*Come to the library, right now* It reads, Im