'Okay, I am well rested and cleaned up. Now I need to meet Melisandre at the front entrance before we head over to meet the leader of the Roost.'
Turning towards the door of the washroom Evelyn tried to move forward but neither her wings nor legs would budge.
Her nerves had been building up since Melisandre told her the day before that she would have to personally meet with the Roost's reclusive leader.
As far as she knew, only those that were part of the upper brass ever had any contact with her but now out of pretty much nowhere Evelyn was being brought before her.
'For all I know she might notice the heavenly flame and decide to rip it out of me. I doubt that even Melisandre could stop the Roost's leader if she really wanted to do something to me.' Evelyn thought as her breathing became shallow and labored.
She was afraid that this meeting might end with her dead or possible tied up and experimented on again.