Chapter 94
Ella
-Seven Days Before the Festival -
“You really are not going to speak to me?”
I looked at Aelthrys, leaning on the silver balcony railing that overlooked a glittering lake under the glow of the afternoon sun. His white tunic billowed from the gentle wind, a hand resting on the hip of his leather britches that highlighted his muscled thighs and legs. His silver hair appeared golden now.
We were supposed to be spending time and having one of our daily tea times that his cousin had mandated us to have for the past week. That because I was to be his wife, the two of us needed to spend as much time as we could before the festival in a week.
I stirred the tea leaves in my cup with a teaspoon, scooping it up before I flicking the leaves in his direction. He waved it away with
