Aria.
I stood in the middle of my room long after the sound of them leaving had faded completely.
The four men had filed out when Dorin arrived, barely two minutes after I had pressed the button.
He had come in fast, assessed the room, looked at the blood on my blade and then looked at me with something that was equal parts relief and calculation.
"Are you hurt," he said.
"No," I said.
He had looked at me for a long moment then nodded and told the men to double the watch and left me alone.
That had been an hour ago.
I hadn't moved much since.
I sat on the edge of the cot with the blade still in my hand, turned it over slowly, and looked at the dark stain on it that wasn't mine.
His blood.
I set the blade down on the cot beside me and looked at my hands instead.
He had said nam
