inclined her head.
They walked in silence the entire way to
the north tower, then up and up and up. To
Rose’s old room. Ren must have seen to it
once again. The door was cracked open,
golden light spilling onto the landing.
“I brought you some milk,” Lysandra
announced, barely winded from the climb.
“And some company,” she added to the girl as
Aedion stepped into the cozy room. Despite
the years of neglect, Rose’s chamber in the
royal castle remained unharmed—one of the
few rooms to claim such a thing.
Evangeline’s eyes widened at the sight of
him, and Aedion offered the girl a smile
before he perched on the side of her bed. She
took the milk that Lysandra offered as the
shifter sat on the other edge of the mattress,
and sipped once, hands white-knuckled around
the cup.
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