When morning came, my hands were still shaking. It was like a cold bucket of water had been poured on me. I kept looking at the mark on my hand. In the light, it looked like half-moon cuts. It was tiny but it was real.
I couldn't believe my own fingernails had did this while I was asleep.
"I did this..."
I whispered the words to myself as my hands trembled. No dream had ever done that before even when I had them in the Royal Pack. The worst part, the new mark was at the same place where I was branded in the Royal pack and it made that place look beautiful and natural.
No.. I stopped myself from thinking that. This was bad.
I fetched a damp cloth from the basin and carefully cleaned the blood away before wrapping narrow strips of linen around each palm. It was better to hide it away from everybody. Until I understood what it meant.
