Chapter 26
The next morning, Sorche gently woke me with a cup of tea and a fresh scone.
“Good day, Lady Rose,” she said, pulling back the curtains to show a sky half-filled with clouds. “I’m so glad you’re home.”
“So am I.” I smiled at her. “I understand you’ve been tending to Trisk. Thank you.”
As if hearing her name, the cat lifted her head from the nest she’d made in the covers and let out a sleepy meow.
“She’s fine company.” Sorche came over to pet Trisk while I sipped my tea. “So, are you a red priest now?”
“No. I’m not.”
And what a relief that was. Even though I’d felt like a complete failure at the time, I wouldn’t be sitting in my own bed at Castle Raine if I’d passed the aspirant test.
“Well, that’s good,” Sorche said, echoing my thoughts. She gave the cat a final scritch
