(Kaelen)
I give him twenty minutes.
Not because I planned to — not the calculated kind of waiting, not strategy. My legs just don't take me back to the sitting room for twenty minutes, and I stand at the corridor window and breathe and let the shape of what Seraphine said arrange itself into something I can hold before I try to talk about it.
He loved you when we were still mated. He's a liar.
I turn it over. I look at it from all sides.
Then I go back.
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The sitting room is empty when I get there. Sora is in the corridor outside it, the particular position she takes when she's been given instructions and is executing them.
"Where," I say.
"She's in the east guest room," Sora says. Meaning Seraphine. "He's in the study."
Of course he is.
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He's at the desk when I come in. N
