Kavira’s POV
“It’s all right,” I reassured her, stepping toward the bathroom and twisting the shower knob until steam began to curl into the air. “This is our place now. It’ll take some adjusting, but once this is all over, we’ll still be free to leave whenever we want, to live how we choose.” I glanced back at her with a faint smile. “There are two shower heads join me if you want.” Years of sharing a bathroom meant neither of us thought twice about nudity.
Maelira’s gaze sharpened. “So… have you just been living the dream while I was gone?”
There was an edge there hostility I hadn’t expected.
A short, humorless laugh escaped me. “I wish. I got stabbed in the back by one of Oren’s men, kidnapped, and tortured. Picked up a few new scars for the trouble.” I pulled my shirt aside, reveal
