A familiar form droped past her window, and Audrey recognized the silhouette.  It's not exactly hard too, there weren't that many dragons soaring about those parts.  She struggled to sit up, almost falling back into bed as a wave of dizziness swept over her.  When her vision steadied she placed her feet on the cool wooden floor and made her way to the window.  Something wasn't right, but she couldn't put her finger on it.<br/><br/>Looking out through the glass she saw the front entry and the carriage pulled up in front of the house.  Sampson was sticking his head into the wooden structure, scaring the horses and the menservants too in all likelihood.  Most people seemed nervous around the giant creature, but Audrey never worried.  He really was a big softie, as long as you never threatened Papa.  That was the one rule with dragons, don't mess with their human.<br/><br/>A thought struck her... she couldn't see the entrance from her room!  Her window looked out over the garden.  It was Jack's room that looked over the entrance and the stables!  Why did they put her to bed in his room?  Was there something wrong with her's?  She turned and carefully approached the sleeping maid.  As she was almost to the rocker, she stumbled and nearly fell.  It was only the creaking of the floorboard and the servant's quick reaction that kept her from hitting the floor.  As the surprised woman held up Audrey's thin frame, the girl worked hard to compose herself.  She took a step back, and stood tremulously on her own before asking "Why am I here?  What's wrong with my room?"