CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
“I was very surprised to see Lady Shian and Lady Bidao come to see our lights,” Arian mused as she swept the walkway of the countless dirty footprints and streamers.
I sighed and pushed my broom along the stones along with her. “So was I.”
“Do you believe she may have come to see if she may copy your design for the next fair?” Arian wondered.
I stopped and leaned my body against the handle. A faraway expression slipped onto my face as I recalled the last look Shian had given me. There had been a darkness in her eyes that had frightened me a little. “I wonder what that look was for.”
Arian ceased her sweeping and looked up at me with a raised eyebrow. “What look?”
I laughed and shook my head as I resumed my cleaning. “It’s nothing. It was probably just my im
