Melissa Spatiatis.
When I heard him say that he is about to go to the healing village, I paled. I had to reconstruct my posture in order to cover any nerves that would have aroused on my skin. Why didn’t Dane tell me first? Lexi is behind me as I come down from the courtyard. For this evening, unlike most noblewomen who favored elaborate confections of lace and ruffles, I am wearing a discreet dress. It is from a rich sapphire silk that flows elegantly around my curves, mimicking the twilight sky. Delicate silver embroidery traced the neckline and bodice, adding a touch of understated luxury. My hair is styled in a loose braid that tumbles down in a cascade of dark waves.
Although, today, there are no playful curls on my face, no ribbons or jewels adorning my braid either. In front of me
