The mage Aldrich kept glancing at Cora with what Marsha was tempted to call fear. She’d never seen the expression on his face. Nothing seemed to concern him but now Cora did. And mixed with the fear was a brief glimpse of... of what? Guilt? Shame? That seemed absurd. Surely she had to be imagining it. She wouldn’t have thought that he was capable of such feelings. Did he realize he was displaying them?
Perhaps it was a good idea to keep a close eye on him. She’d never quite liked or trusted him. There was just something about him. Something that just didn’t quite feel right. Like a faint scent of something unpleasant that you couldn’t quite entirely be sure actually existed. Everyone had secrets and Marsha was pretty sure Aldrich’s would be very interesting. He seemed like he’d been aroun
