Dorian stood from his seat and walked back towards the door we had both come through. He looked back at me, waiting for me to follow. I stood, having not touched the food Sean brought and left the wine glass. I followed him towards the door. I did not want to be close to him at all, but had to walk past him as he opened that space to lead me somewhere. The scent of pine lingered in the air as I made my way by him. The cool grasp of that forest wood brought the memory of my childhood back again. It was just as quickly stricken away by fear. I have no idea how my mind trailed to such a fond memory when I caught his scent in the air. I should be feeling nothing but dread.
We turned down several passages in the castle and it was becoming dark again. This area was not at all lit to the same d
