WINTER
For a fleeting moment, the sting of hearing him utter another woman’s name only days ago slipped from my mind. I was so giddy that I nearly kiss him again until the sound of approaching footsteps broke the moment.
“My king, we’re a bit late,” Loran said.
Valtor turned his attention toward him briefly before returning it to me. “As I said earlier, you'll get into the castle with Loran. You will also wear a mask."
My eyes dropped to the mask in Loran’s hand.
A pang of disappointment stirred within me at the thought of being separated from Valtor even for a short while, but I bit back the urge to protest. Instead, nodded and reminded him to be careful of Kallias.
When Loran extended the mask toward me, I caught the flicker of suspicion in his eyes as they shifted between me and
