Chaol pulled her to his side, keeping a firm grip on her cloak as the Crown Lords approached. “Six hundred rooms, military and servant’s quarters, three gardens, a game park, and stables on either side,” said Pamel, staring at his home. “Who could ever need so much space?”
She managed a weak smile, a bit baffled by his sudden charm. “I don’t know how you can sleep at night with only a wall of glass keeping you from death.” She glanced up, but quickly lowered her focus to the ground. She wasn’t afraid of heights, but the thought of being so high up with nothing but glass to protect her made her stomach clench.
“Then you’re like me.” Pamel chuckled. “Thank the gods I gave you rooms in the stone castle. I’d hate for you to be uncomfortable.”
Deciding that scowling at him wouldn’t be the wi
