One month later, Adrian was still being held in the medical detention wing while arrangements were made for his exile.
My lounge faced the courtyard, directly across from his room. Every time I passed the window, I could see him watching.
That night, I left it open.
Rowan stopped just short of touching me.
"Mara, are you sure?"
"I'm sure." I caught him by the collar and pulled him closer. "I want you. The man across the courtyard has nothing to do with this."
His eyes searched mine. "And if he weren't there?"
"I'd still want you."
Only then did Rowan lower his head and kiss me.
The night breeze stirred the curtains, carrying every sound across the courtyard. I made no effort to stay quiet, and Adrian heard me call another man's name again and again.
The window stayed open until m
