“There’s a small village nearby,” Jacob said as we were getting dressed. “It’s cute. Would you like to go?”
There was tension in the air between us. Jade had come in early that morning to tell us that the king had gone home. The anticipation had us on edge. Neither of us knew what his father would decide. I glanced over at Jacob as he was pulling a turtleneck sweater on. The lashings he’d gotten back in November had finally faded into white scars. I didn’t want to see any more of them decorating his skin. They didn’t belong there.
“Bri?” He asked, catching me staring.
“Sorry,” I whispered, shaking my head. “Sure. We can do that.”
He came over and planted a kiss on my cheek. “What were you thinking about?”
“I’m just worried,” I whispered, reaching out to sneak my fingers under his swea
