Autumn…
Trystan and I out-shot Jude easily before dinner, which had been uneventful. Old Ned had said nothing, simply grunted in response to things; it was obvious that he didn’t want to be here. Jude had suggested drinks after but before I could reply Trystan had volunteered to show me more of the castle. Old Ned had jumped on the drinks before he could be pulled into another tour. That left Trystan and me alone again, and I wasn’t sure if I liked that.
“I think we’ll start with you leading us back to the west wing to be sure you can get there. Then I’ll take you to the tower maybe.” Trystan said calmly as Jude and Ned got up to head to the sitting room.
“Why don’t you just take me in a big circle about twelve times and see if I can find my way back to my room?”
“Your sarcasm is lovel
