Aria.
He didn't look at me.
He walked past me to the cot and crouched down beside Damon and the message in that was clear enough. I pressed myself back against the wall and let him through and tried to remember how to breathe properly.
Freya was watching me from the other side of the cot with worried eyes.
Eryx studied Damon for a long moment without touching him. His jaw was tight. His shoulders were set in that particular way he had when he was containing something large and keeping it completely off his face.
I had learned to read that in the weeks I had spent in his chambers and I read it now from across the room.
He was not okay.
Neither was I.
"What's going on," he said.
He directed it at Freya.
Not at me. At Freya.
I felt it like a door closing.
Freya looked at me quickl
