BRYN
He looked at me with a mixture of emotions on his face and I swallowed all my laughs and wiped the tears off my eyes to see him better.
“Ryn,” Alistair stared at me with an unreadable expression, “Are you crying?”
What did he just say?
“N-no,” I shook my head in shock. After all, it was the first time he talked to me in the last few days.
He kept staring at me, examining my eyes, cheeks, lips, pausing there, and then returning to the eyes.
God, I didn’t laugh that hard!
But the next moment he jumped in inside of my carriage without saying anything else.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I wondered, puzzled by his actions.
“Keeping my fiancée company,” he said nonchalantly.
“B-but you can’t! There isn’t enough space for you here, you are too big and Filin’s cage is ta
