“What are you doing in my room, Renferien? And how did you gain access?” Alyssa demanded, drawing the covers about herself and wishing she had a weapon.
Renferien slipped the cowl back, revealing his face before holding up his palms to show her he was unarmed.
“I wanted to apologize. I need you to understand that my brother wrote you that letter. I would never harm you. You are still my friend and will always be. No matter what my father believes.” He took a step closer to the bed, and she backed up against the pillows. He halted. Her fear obviously bothered him.
“If Melbourne discovers you here, there will be hell to pay,” she warned.
Despite the glimmer of truth in his eyes, she was not comfortable with him being in her room. He looked too much like Arcadian, and flashes of memory p
