The moment the doors close behind us, I let out a long shaky breath. It’s been a long night, and I’m exhausted and anxious. I wait for Lycur to move, but he's looking at me with confusion.
“You will have to lead the way, Saoirse. I had my things moved to your chambers during the ceremony. I don't know exactly where they are.” My mouth drops open and then closes without a sound. In all the careful planning, I hadn’t even considered where we would sleep. It’s my turn to take the lead, a task that I’m not sure that I’m ready for. When it comes to Lycur, I hesitate to speak or act on his behalf.
We walk in silence, away from everyone, to the North tower where my private chambers are. It makes sense for Lycur to move to my chambers instead of me to his guest suite. I don't know why I didn't
