I went back to my days in Falling Frost Hall, not seeing anyone, only paying occasional visits to Elder Mya.
Mya was thrilled when she heard I was getting married. She even seemed a little better, her illness easing for a few days.
As for everyone else, I didn’t want to see them and I wouldn’t.
First, the whip marks on my back still hadn’t healed. Second, I despised all of them.
Especially Lily.
She always came running over injured somehow, then sobbed silently without saying a word.
As if I were the one who had hurt her, as if I were the villain.
She’d actually come by a few times these days.
Saying the osmanthus in Falling Frost Hall had bloomed, that the scent was so fresh, she just wanted to come see.
This time, Laural turned her away at the door without asking me.
We both un
