“How are you doing, Charm?” Red brushed past me, six trays in her arms while I struggled with one. “No problems so far.” For a minute I drank in the sight of her grace and beauty and so grateful to see my real Red, acting just how always she acted. I only cringed in reply to her question because I had been stupid enough to fall for the ruse and I wasn’t even sure how I did that. Speaking of, my eyes darted up towards the door, expecting that she would appear at any moment. The cart had been gone when we left our room, but there where no rumours about her whereabouts. She was probably in the healing world. Bringing my attention back to the tray that I was supposed to be dropping into the kitchen I misjudged the distance between my table and the one next to it and trip towards the back of

