"I didn't mean this place is a prison, though it may as well have been," she said lightly. "There is much more to my story that you don't know... more importantly, there is much to my story that I don't know. What I want is to know who I am. Only then will I be free... but this," she gestured to her belly, "complicates everything. But the babe isn't at fault for being conceived." And I want someone who I am not allowed to have, she thought.

Her eyes drifted closed and she murmured, "You will do well here. Perhaps I should make you my confidant. Come, here is your key. Set your things down and follow me."