Chapter Nine
Meikah bowed when Kellan did so. Although she supposed Kellan should have curtseyed since that was what was expected when wearing a dress. She was grateful he took hold of her hand as they walked through the crowd. It seemed to have grown in size since they’d entered. She tried to avoid Harlen’s gaze. When she saw him push through the crowd towards her, she wanted to sprint for the wagon. Kellan’s grip on her hand tightened and she kept the same pace he maintained.
The swell of sound behind them continued to rise and if it hadn’t been for Kellan, she would have run. Not only from the room, but also from the town. So much for not allowing them to chase her from her home. How could he remain calm? Everyone was talking about him too. Stepping outside, she was relieved to see Ma
