Just as she had predicted, sleep never came. Maria turned restlessly on the bed. The candles were dying out with each minute that passed. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw flashes of people moving about, with the women wearing veils.
Freye and the dungeon also clouded her mind. The wall has been broken and proved that the dungeon didn't exist, yet, it still unnerved her. What she saw was too much to be shoved as a side effect of her medicine. The tonic was meant to give the side effect of sleeping, and not of seeing strange things.
She sat upright with a sigh and pulled the blanket tighter around her shoulders. She tried to put what Freye had told her in the dungeon, together with the visions of the women in veils that she saw.
Freye mentioned Veilwood. Veilwood was a place, and now, she saw flashes of women in veils. She was sure they had to be correlated in some way.
"Was there something about my memory that is tied to veilwood?" She whispered to herself.
