the fourteenth princess - chapter 8: the determination of dorine
by emily de villaincourt
illustrated by rhoda penmarq and roy dismas
"so what exactly happened?" dorine asked jolene.
"in your dream. what exactly happened in your dream?"
"oh - nothing much. it was just a dream. i was walking up and down. there was a lot of empty space. i had to be somewhere but i didn't know where."
"a lot of open space?"
"yes." jolene answered politely.
"my dreams are usually in closed spaces," dorine persisted.
jolene nodded again, obviously uninterested. nobody else at the breakfast table - miss prue, the other two girls who had arrived - sabine and coraline - or any of the guards - even pretended to show any interest.
good! dorine had not really had any dreams at all the night before, because she had not slept at all. one of the things she had thought about was escaping. another was talking about escaping with the other girls. and another was devising a way of talking in code, so she could talk about escaping with the other girls. dreams... could they use talking about dreams as a way of talking in code? it was worth thinking about.