KARA
I curled my feet into the sofa cushions and pressed my head back against the couch, closing my eyes.
I thought of the soft, thick, woven blanket that I had at home. I’d made it with wool I’d dyed myself, in bright orange, red and purple. My favorites. The colors of a sunset.
A tear slid down my cheek.
I wiped it away impatiently. There was no sense being homesick. I was fine.
The things that Elder Frey had said haunted me. His words had been going round and round in my mind since this morning; by the time Ronan had come home, I’d been half-convinced I’d be sent packing immediately.
But Ronan hadn’t done that. He’d kissed me, and spoken in a soft, soothing voice.
Then he’d disappeared again. The minute I thought I’d gotten a handle on him, he did something like that; just took o
