The morning came beautifully, Lyra woke up again without pain in her chest, she didn't have that depressing feeling she always felt, she didn't feel stuck anymore, she was still angry but not like before. She had stopped having nightmares. The palace didn't suffocate her anymore, she was healing and she could feel it.

She sat up slowly, stretching her arms.

Her sheets felt warm, the room smelt nice, like fresh pine that was still burnt in the fireplace. Her mind felt calm, no nightmares, ...