Astrid’s POV
Escan. Of the four people living with me. It had to be him.
He stood a few feet away, dressed in the same simple clothes as earlier. His eyes swept over me, then paused on my damp hair. “Fancy meeting you, my lady. Did you get injured again?”
I blinked. Again? He really did notice the cut on my leg. “No. I just went for a walk.”
His gaze remained on me for another second. He still had questions to ask, especially as I was fresh from a bath. Who had a bath while they were on a walk? He had to believe me.
“I did a little hunting, so decided to wash up,” I added when the silence stretched.
He nodded like it made perfect sense, but his hands came forward so I knew he was just being accepting.
“So what did you hunt?”
I stared at him. The question was reasonable. “The… rabb
