Erik looks at both of us with narrowed eyes. He walks around me and in between Ferron and me. Ferron raises one eyebrow at him.
“So what was all of that?” Erik is glaring at Ferron.
“Just a spat. We sorted it.” Ferron smiles at me.
“Very loud for a spat.” Erik crosses his arms. “When it got quiet, I thought she finally knocked you out.”
Ferron laughs. “She might’ve if you didn’t come just in time, Sir Lourach.”
“I should’ve waited longer,” Erik mumbles as he walks towards a bed.
I took a moment to count how many beds there were. Nine. I do believe we are the only guests tonight though. I blush when I realize I must sleep next to them for the whole trip. My cheeks grow redder as I remember I’m still where my singed corset under my brown dress. My hands press to my stomach.
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