-SELENE-
I took Sander up on his offer. There was no debate. It’s not like saviors were queuing outside my door—
Or better yet, outside Sander Bakery’s door.
I had to stay far from the castle. From that twisted royal family ruled by an ice lunatic in a crown. I needed space. Time. A chance for my mate’s mind to mend. I still clung to the hope that whatever dark magic had twisted Lohe after the crossing would eventually loosen its grip, and he’d come running back to me.
But for now, I had to disappear. The farther, the better.
Sander didn’t say much when I accepted. I get it. He’d be putting his neck on the line for someone he barely knew. Just like his father did for me once, back in the dungeons.
He led me to a cramped washroom tucked behind the pantry. Drew warm water into a porcel
