“I see.” Zen says, and I feel the weight of his gaze “Is that all, My Lady?” I glance at him, hooded silver eyes like fresh frost, reflecting my own visage. I know the right thing to do is nod and end this conversation. I know it would change nothing if I complain and tell him how much I disliked
I almost choke on my tea, “You did what?” Zen expression is as placid as ever, “He was making me dance. My brother made fun of me. Of course, I thought if I got rid of the teacher, I would get rid of the teasing.” “What happened to him then?” I ask, morbidly curious “Did you manage to kill someone
Of course he would accept it. Zen doesn’t force anyone or anything to be different than what it is. But that wouldn’t be fair. That wouldn’t be a partnership. I hold out a hand towards him “Consider your wish granted.” Zen takes my hand with his, and his gentle touch is familiar to me now. If I’d
Here I was thinking this world has a fated love for everyone. Guess something like that is best reserved for stories. “Well, I don’t think he’s doing a good job of seducing me, even if that’s what he’s doing.” I roll my eyes “I was on the verge of committing murder today because of him.” “If you d
“That will be all for today.” Ms. Milford stands from her seat across from mine, fixes her glasses. I maintain the small, professional smile I’ve had for the majority of our lesson. “Alright,” I set aside my cutlery neatly “Do you have any parting notes for me, Ms. Milford?” It’s been a week sinc
Indeed, ever since that first encounter in the library, I haven’t run into him. Some paranoid part of me wonders if he was just waiting to catch me at a time when Zen isn’t around. I’m going to kill Lukas for hoarding my dagger for this long. Arzen gives me his customary smile, a little mocking an
Inside this room are the people whose efforts will help me find a way home. I take a deep, bracing breath, and knock. Nothing. I knock again, almost a bang on the door, that makes it open a little. Oh. Maybe they didn’t hear me? Alright. I’ll just go inside then. I open the door— And pain expl
“I’m looking for the fourth Prince and Lord Sigmond.” I say, because I might as well ask for directions “Do you know where they are?” The three of them exchange uncertain looks. I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose with a thumb and forefinger. “Forget it. I’ll find them on my own.” I turn away f