*Ember*
I don’t say much during breakfast, but then, Luka is in a storytelling mood, so I don’t have to. By the time I get out to the practice field, most of the details of my dream have faded from memory, but the feeling continues to linger in my chest. The fear that I’ll be found out, that my father will find out that I’m here, that I’ll be returned to Gavin, has me petrified.
And then there’s the fact that I’m lying to Kyan. For some reason, that seems almost worse than having to marry Gavin, and I have no idea why.
I’m in a bit of a trance when Trainer Jeffrey starts to give us the directions for our first task. Luka must sense something’s off because he pokes me in the ribs with his elbow. I bite back a yelp and look at him. He nods in the direction of our instructor, and I silentl
