Lyra's POV
I shut the door behind me, but took the anger out on the cloak itself. It was so heavy that when I threw it down with force, I almost went down with it.
What was I thinking, hiding in there when I heard their footsteps approaching? Now I have to wash this huge thing.
I dragged it behind me, heading down to the servants’ quarters. From there, out into the yard. Luckily for me, I found Saana spreading out some aprons to dry. She stopped and stared at me oddly when she saw me struggling with the cloak
“What's that?" She inquired as she put the apron she had just squeezed back into the bucket. “Where did you get that from?"
I heaved it onto the stone floor of the washing area.
“Alpha Kieran's favorite cloak!"
Saana laughed. “Favorite? He only had it on the day he was mad
