He is Coming

Fuming at the possibility that she would be presented as cattle fodder to mitigate the situation, Kyra stomped to her room and crashed on her bed. How could they even think of arranging a match for her?

Restless, she tossed and turned on her bed. She got up and fidgeted with the pillow and before she realized, she found herself surrounded by the tuft feathers of the pillow. A soft knock on the doo