Four
At the sound of Amber’s steps in the hallway outside, Idris rose from where he’d been waiting at the dining room table and watched as she entered the room. Her head was up, and she offered him a friendly smile as she approached the table, but he still sensed something wary about her, something that made him believe she would bolt if given the opportunity.
Well, she could try, but she wouldn’t get very far.
For the moment, he was simply glad to observe how improved she looked, although she was still far too thin, too pale. Now that the dirt was gone, he could see once again the delicacy of her features, the curve of her pretty mouth, far more lush than he’d remembered. The clothes he’d acquired for her fit her very well, and she seemed comfortable in them. At first, he’d thought to
