“The Darlings might have a problem with you breaking one of their windows, Evette.”
Evette laughed. “Don’t worry, there will be no destruction this time. So, what do you say? Can you help me out?”
“Probably. Assuming the Darlings have carpentry supplies—which is likely—I’ll make it later tonight. No big deal.”
“That’s awesome. Thank you so much.”
Evette gave me a swift, grateful hug. Unlike Mauvrey’s hug, this one made me uncomfortable. If I was going to be hugging a hot girl, I wanted it to be Blue. Not like that would happen anytime soon. The closest we came to physical contact was our sparring sessions. I made time for those every day, even with the peace talks. They were worth bailing out on dinner early for. It may have seemed pathetic, but sometimes I considered not parrying one
