Violet
I had spent my waking moment laying in bed. The memory of yesterday evening with that little girl brought a bit of a smile to my face despite the strangeness of the situation.
I hadn't expected to actually have to face both of them this soon at the same time.
Pale light filtered through the frosted window. It was early, the sky outside still caught between night and dawn, everything washed in shades of grey and muted blue.
My heart jumped, and I sat upright when I sensed Kael close.
The knock came just as I slowly pulled myself to the door.
I opened it to find Kael standing in the corridor, dressed in the heavy dark coat Frostheim's wolves wore against the cold. His hair was slightly damp, like he had washed his face recently, and there was a tray balanced in one hand.
I was surprised to see this.
"You haven't been eating enough," he said by way of greeting.
