She gave him a silent sidelong look, unsureif she really wanted to engage in conversation right now. Perhapsif she just kept quiet he’d get the hint that she didn’t reallywant to talk.
He gave her an expectant look while grabbinghold of her elbow and pulling her to a stop.
Guess her hint wasn’t good enough.
“Iwasgoing to head to my oldquarters.” The querulous tone of her voice let him know how muchshe appreciated him grabbing her.
“Why?”
Her eyebrows lowered as she glared at him. Hedidn’t seem impressed with her glare and just raised aneyebrow.
“My stuff is there.” She pulled against hishold and was relieved when he let her go.
“Not anymore.”
She had already turned in the direction sheneeded to go. Her head whipped around. “Wait. What?”
“Caden had everything moved to your newtent.”
“Son of a-” She bit her tongue to keep thelast word from being said.
Trenton frowned at her forbiddingly. Itprobably wasn’t a good idea to curse his commander in front of him.Loyalty and all that.
“That was thoughtful of him.” She hesitatedover the word thoughtful and offered him a tense smile.
He frowned harder at her and grunted.
“I guess I’ll follow you then since you knowwhere you are going,” Shea told him.
He eyed her narrowly before setting out inthe opposite direction she had intended to go. She mouthed a curseword at his retreating back.
She needed to get a hold of herself. Shecouldn’t keep saying the first thing that popped into her mind.She’d get through this. She would. She just had to be careful.Speak only when spoken to and then only the absolute minimum.
Trenton led her to a tent only two rows awayfrom Fallon’s. As his personal warriors, Fallon expected theAnateri to be close at all times.
Though small compared to Fallon’s, it wasluxurious. Far better than the one she’d used over the past fewmonths. For one, it had a comfortable looking bed piled high withblankets and furs. Every square foot of the tent was covered withbrightly colored rugs. It even had a small wooden table, a chair,and several lamps.
The best part was the tub of steaming, hotwater.
“It’s a little small, but it’s the best wecould put together on short notice,” Trenton was saying as Shealooked around with wide eyes. “We’ll get you some nicer things, butit’ll do for now.”
Nicer? This was better than anything she hadleft behind in Birdon Leaf.
Trenton turned around and folded his armsacross his chest to regard her closely. Shea blinked back at him,nonplused. Her eyes went from him, to the bath, to the rest of theroom and back again.
“Well?”
“Well, what?”
“Get in your bath.”
Her eyebrows climbed into her hair. With himin the tent? She didn’t think so.
“Are you planning on sticking around for it?Because I’d kind of like some privacy, if you know what Imean.”
She cringed inwardly at that last part,knowing exactly how he was going to take it, but whateverworked.
He grimaced at the insinuation but didn’tbudge. “I’m to keep an eye on you until the midday meal.”
