Zelia
“Interesting fashion choice,” Remy grins at me when I join him and Charlotte on the deck.
“You can hardly dress yourself, but you want to go to a tavern,” Charlotte rolls her eyes at me, and I choose to ignore both of them.
Mainly because my mind is occupied with my urges for Jehan. Is it even normal to yearn like this for a man? I have never experienced desires this intense and I wish I could talk to someone about it. But if I dare, I must admit to what has been happening behind closed doors and I am not sure if I am ready for it.
“Charlotte, what is the plan with James?” I try and concentrate on the here and now.
“He will stay on board until we leave,” Charlotte replies. “We will take him ashore just before we depart. We cannot afford the risk of him making an alarm.”
“I agre
