THIRTEEN
My very dear Mercy,
There is no need to snap at Lisa. Despite the shooting incident earlier, you and you alone hold my interest.
Alden slipped the note under Mercy’s door, wincing with pain as he returned to his room to take a quick shower. He’d been so distracted by the fact that he’d almost been gored by an arrow that he hadn’t been paying attention at afternoon melee training, a fact that Vandal and the other two men training soon realized, and which they took what Alden felt was undue advantage of.
His mind returned to Mercy, and a little smile curled his lips while he turned on the water as hot as he could stand it. She clearly was smitten with him, else why would she get so irate over Lisa’s attempts to flirt?
“She’s in love with me, that’s what it is,” he told the empt
