CHAPTER 18
Copper sat outside the orphanage. I had no idea why, but he was smiling. His face was turned toward the sun. It was a beautiful afternoon, but he couldn’t know it, and yet, somehow, he’d found a way to appreciate it.
I sucked in a deep breath and just held it in my lungs for a moment while I watched him from several yards away.
“You just going to stand there, or come over and shake my hand, Wyn?”
I don’t have any idea how he knew I was there. “How did you know it was me?” I asked when I was standing beside him. I clapped one hand on his shoulder, and shook his hand with the other.
“I can smell you,” he said.
I thought I had bathed after getting home from meeting with the prince. Maybe not. My friend had a point. “I thought we’d take a walk today,” I said.
Copper stood up.
