Tomorrow, I’d start trying to decode her words. Tomorrow, I’d demand more answers.
Tonight, I’d try not to think about the way Trew had held me while I cried. The way his voice had gone soft when he called me Minx. Or the way his promise had sounded like something I could build a future on.
Even if that future terrified me more than any truth I might uncover about my sister.
37
TREW
“Where are you going, Minx?” I asked in the foyer the next evening after dinner. All warriors had a day off from training. I’d looked for her, but couldn’t find her, even contemplating going to her chambers. The only reason I’d hesitated was because I wanted to give her time to process what she’d discovered.
Her friends waited near the front door, looking our way.
Isi looked me up and down sharply enough I internally stiffened. “That’s none of your business.”
Thinking had not built more bridges between us. That was alright; I wasn’t giving up. Never.
“It is my business when you leave the castle,” I drawled, not prepared to take any shit from her tonight. I’d been on edge since I left her in her chambers, worried she’d leave to find her sister.
That she’d leaveme.
Gavelle flapped his wings, sending the same feeling of unease through me.
“You are one of my people,” I bit out. “Subject to my whims and commands.”
“You know that’s not true.” Her voice came out deadly. If I were wise, I’d walk away and let her enjoy her evening, even if it didn’t include me.
A king’s wisdom is subject to your mood and the circumstances,my father had once told me.
“Careful, Minx. When you speak to your king like that, I start imagining ways to make you apologize.”
“You know my feelings about your royal status.”
A subtle dig to remind me I wasn’therking.
Not yet.
Her pale blue eyes narrowed. “When you call me that, I start imagining ways to disappear.”
Fates help me, I almost smiled. She was impossible, and it was the most wonderful thing about her.
Lexie, holding Derren’s hand, smirked. “Do you two need a moment?”
Isi huffed. “No, we do not.”
Kerralyn grinned from Isi’s side. “I’ll watch out for her if you want, King Trewyn.”
“In what capacity?” I half-growled.
She tucked her journal underneath her arm and held up her fists. “I’m getting quite good with these.”
That was debatable, though I wouldn’t call her on it. There wasn’t anyone who worked harder to improve herself, both physically and mentally, than this studious woman.
“We’re leaving. Don’t follow me.” Isi spun on her heels and led the charge through the front door with her friends following, only Kerralyn looking back, giving me a shrug.
I did what I wanted, not what she told me to do.
It didn’t take long to go to my suite, where I locked the door and opened the window, lying on the bed after. Gavelle perched on the windowsill, looking my way.
