Chapter 227: Counting Misses

Celine The only reason why she had kept to the time was because Agatha helped her maintain it. But Celine did not like the place they called the Motherland. It was cold—so cold that she wished for a warmer climate. In fact, she began to wish for the deserts of Karadun if possible. She had spent so long staring out the small window of her home and watching her breath come out as mist that she was tired of it all. She turned to where Agatha was standing and simply blinked several times at her. "I don’t care what I deserve," she said. "But you’re not going to look at me like that and keep silent. You’ve been silent for far too long. Tell me something—anything. I will listen. And I will help you." On the other side of the world, Celine’s home was vastly different from the ones she had been placed in before her execution. This one had a surveillance system constantly watching her, transmitting her movements to whoever was foolish enough to watch from the other end. She did not exactly mi