Freya sat on a bale of hay, her hands folded in her lap, watching the man who had turned her world upside down in the space of a single breath.
"So you're telling me," she said slowly, "that you came back to Mooncrest yesterday, the blood moon, of all nights, to surprise your mother, Gretta and the entire fortress was empty?"
"Completely empty." Nathan leaned against the stall door, his blue eyes bright with amusement. "I walked through the gates with some of my friends . Few guards at the entrance. No servants in the corridors. I checked for my mother in the kitchen and her quarter but she wasn’t there. Just the wind and the distant sound of drums."
"Everyone was at the celebration. Bonfires in the outer courtyard. Gretta was probably dancing."
"She doesn't dance."
"She did last nigh
