¬ Slin
We left my room together, stepping out into the vast hallway.
The afternoon light had turned gold, slanting through the windows in long warm stripes. She looked a lot calmer now and was sadly dressed back in her dry clothing. I would have liked for her to keep wearing my nation's attire, but that would attract too much attention.
And she had said it'd be unfair to the poor attendant whose clothes I had taken.
I found myself reluctant to end the conversation.
Even though I had another meeting with the royals later this evening.
"I could show you more of the castle grounds tomorrow," I offered. "If you'd like. There are gardens I've been told are quite beautiful. We could see places we haven't seen before yet."
She glanced at me, surprised. "Wouldn't you be busy? I'm sure you didn't just come here for nothing."
I let out a small nervous chuckle.
"Thank you," she said as we walked. "For all of it."
"You don't need to thank me."
