(Kaelen)
Three days.
I don't plan it. I don't sit down and decide I'm going to avoid him for three days — it's more that I start taking different routes through the house, eating at different times, finding reasons to be in rooms he isn't in. The training yard at times Joss doesn't expect me. The library, which I've barely used. The east wing corridor where Seraphine stayed, which is empty now and smells of nothing and requires no one.
He doesn't push.
That's the thing about him I keep finding maddening and necessary in equal measure — he gives space the way he gives everything, completely and without resentment. He doesn't hover outside rooms. He doesn't send Sora to check on me. He doesn't leave notes or find reasons to appear near where I am.
He just — waits.
I know he's waiting.
