“I can’t believe you changed up the design after we went over it countlessly. And you. You told me it all checked out. I believed you and that’s why I agreed not to come see for myself.”
I come back out of the bathroom and shake my head as Amick fusses at both Riven and Creed. Kyzen’s already sprawled out on the bed, laughing at his brothers.
“Candyman, I’m quite pleased with everything. I think it’s both beautiful and very functional.”
“You didn’t see the closet.”
“What do we need a big closet for? You use that space for your clothes and books. The rest of us can live out of our bags and we’ll be okay with that. Right?”
Riven, Creed, and Kyzen all agree and the tension in Amick’s shoulders deflates.
“Very well. There’s enough room for your things and mine. I’ll get them organized for us.”
I cringe.
Valories help it if he’s as bad as Lambrit. I sure as shit just stuffed my things into my bag.
I don’t give him a warning. Hopefully, once he sees for himself, he’ll give me a stern talking-to about the importance of folding clothes properly.
I make my way over to the bed and plop down beside Kyzen but fall statue-still when Creed climbs in on my other side. My gaze stalks his every shift as he shimmies in place, getting himself comfortable.
“I’ll take this spot,” he announces.
“Not every night, you won’t,” Kyzen argues.
“And why not?”
“Because that’s right next to the middle, which is Thayla’s spot. You don’t get to be beside her every night.”
“Who said I’d be sleeping in the middle every night?”
They both stare at me, then Creed gets himself situated once more.
“Whatever. Amick can come up with some sort of rotation then.”
I’m honestly too stunned to argue with him.
Not willing to make this awkward or make it obvious my heart’s about to pound out of my chest, I lay myself down without a word. A little sigh passes my lips as I watch the clouds roll by. They more so speed by, but not so much that it’s dizzying.
I don’t really know the time that passes as we lie here, listening to Riven hum around the room, but I know the minutes until our arrival are growing shorter. I swear the closer we get to Oddian, the larger the pit in my stomach grows.
I crawl across Kyzen’s lap, laughing as he tries to hold me hostage. I don’t make it two steps away from the bed before Riven hops in front of me with a daring smirk on his lips.
“Want to have a pillow fight?”
I don’t get a chance to answer before a pillow stops an inch from my face.
“Thayla,” Kyzen shouts and I shriek as I spin back around.
“Fucking cheater.” Riven laughs.
I catch the pillow Creed throws at me and continue to swirl with my momentum.
Feathers explode as our pillows collide. I spit and sputter as one flies in my mouth, and I damn near choke on it from my uncontrollable laughter.
“We are going to stop on the outskirts of Oddian for a drink before proceeding. Two minutes.”
Verlet’s voice in my mind silences me instantly and Amick appears from the closet with a look of concern edged on his brow.
