Chapter Thirteen
HIDING IN THIS FROZEN crowd, waiting to find out whether or not I was discovered by whoever those footsteps belonged to—well, I can’t say I was picturing Matten specifically as the aggressor. But I was expecting someone like him, someone who gave off the same vibe I’d gotten from during out last meeting. Distrusting, somewhat hostile.
I’d never imagined the Anna. Sure, his position as head of the House made him a huge deal. But in person, he’d always struck me as...well, as closer to insistent than scary.
So when I saw him standing in front of me, my fear level dropped from ‘oh God I’m about to get desiccated by magical water powers’ to ‘maybe he won’t kill me if I’m super polite to him’. And that left me feeling a little ridiculous, what with my attempts to blend into
