Half-Heart: Chapter Five
Lucy's jolly voice yanked Ophelia out of her slumber, and she snapped her eyes open with a sharp intake of breath. For once though, she'd slept without having to stare into those yellow eyes, or listen to anyone screaming. Although Lucy's loud entrance had startled her, her pounding heart quickly calmed itself.
The young human marched through the wooden door, closing it securely behind her. Beams of silvery moonlight cast dark shadows across the floor as Ophelia raised her head, rubbing one eye. Night had fallen, and the festival was surely about to begin.
Lucy crossed the room to a lantern on a box, and struck a match to light it. Ophelia hoisted herself up into a sitting position and yawned, as Lucy pattered past her to pull the curtain closed.
"Haven't you got a festival to get to?" Lucy asked, giving the dragoness's shoulder a shove. "Go on, get out of here! I want a bath and my bed."
"You're not coming with me?" Ophelia turned to her, feeling crestfallen.
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