WINTER
I fell asleep much faster than I expected last night and the next morning after waking up, I sank into the bath before changing into fresh clothes. I had already stored the garments I bought neatly in the cupboard.
It wasn’t until now in the morning that Loran’s words returned to me; his reminder that the king himself had permitted me to stay here. I forgot it yesterday, but now it gnaws at the edge of my thoughts.
His king was one of the most unusual men I had ever met.
I knew that man was dangerous but he was also unpredictable as hell. That combination unsettled me more than I cared to admit.
I still hadn’t figured out what exactly had triggered Valtor's anger. Perhaps Loran would know. And I will ask him when I have the chance.
Stepping out of my room, I spotted Loran comi
