‘Did he forget about me?’ Scarlet cautiously began to ease out from her hiding spot, preparing for the yelling to start up again. ‘I hope he doesn’t just throw me out into the street with the changelings…’ a shudder ran down her spine at the thought of what could happen. Still, her fear was overridden by her helpful nature, and she continued to emerge. ‘Mother always said that I was soft, even by her standards.’