POV: Kaelira
Selene closed the door.
The library went from busy corridor noise to complete silence in one second, and I stayed exactly where I was, standing between the table and the chair, keeping my face the way I had learned to keep it in this palace, easy and unreadable, because whatever Selene had come here to do, the worst thing I could give her was a reaction.
She looked different without an audience.
Not softer, that was not the right word, more concentrated, like everything she usually spread across a room full of people was now directed at one point, and that point was me.
She did not sit.
She stayed near the door and looked at me with those dark eyes and said. "You have been very patient."
"Have I," I said.
"Smiling at me across breakfast every morning knowing what you k
