CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
At the same time as The Market visit, back in their room, Peter peels off his wet clothes, tossing them over the screen. He touches the tub. It fills with warm water. Dipping a hand in it, he lets the liquid fall through his fingers and send tings throughout the room. He steps into it, sitting and leaning back, and closes his eyes. This should help him warm up.
Not a second later, a knock comes from the door. The light tapping continues, gaining speed and slowing in sporadic rhythms.
Peter rolls his eyes, huffing, and stands. The water splashes from the tub as he rises and pulls his feet from the warmth, stepping out. He wraps the robe around his waist, grumbling to himself, and walks to the door. Opening it, he opens his mouth to yell, but stops, coming eye to eye w
