Short chapter, but I HAD to update. Sorry for the long wait. Guilty laugh Yep. Hope you likey!
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The soft hues of dawn were colouring the blue sky when the biting cold pulled Jasmine harshly out of sleep. Shivering, she drew the thin, sparse material she called a blanket around her, and curled into a ball. I should have brought something thicker. Stupid. Stupid, me. A headache interrupted her thoughts. Great, she thought, teeth chattering. The rest of her body was stiff and sore from a night on the hard ground. She cast a glance to her left – Olivia looked like she was sleeping soundly, a tinge of a smile playing on her lips. When Jasmine turned her head back to the front her neck creaked as if on rusty hinges.
Jasmine refused to admit it, but she missed her bed, which, until now, always seemed hard. Her attic room seemed comfy and warm compared to her current environment, just west of the barbarian's village. Stony. Everyone knew that, and the girls were stupid enough to sleep on the hard ground.
How were her family doing now, Jasmine wondered. Would her mother be completely enraged at seeing her note or regretful? How did her brother feel? Her father? Out of all the biased family, her father was the one with the most open mind, even if it was slightly stained with the same descrimination her mother's held. Her mother… well, she was nice when she wasn't spouting religious information. She did love Jasmine. The girl felt a slight twinge of guilt. How would the caring side of her mother feel in comparison to the religious one?
Her father would probably be irritated. He didn't support her decisions either, but he was at least tolerant. He also persisted with reminding Jasmine that her mother did love her. Great, here was the guilt again.
Her thoughts swirling, Jasmine barely noticed when sleep snuck upon her again.