FINNIAN
I sat on the edge of my bed and my hands were clasped together and my head was bowed and I could not stop thinking about what had happened in the corridor. The sisters had frozen me and they had studied me and they had touched me like I was nothing more than a specimen. I had been helpless and I had been trapped and I had been terrified.
Jayce sat across from me and his face was pale and his eyes were haunted. He had not spoken much since the incident in his chambers. He had been brooding and pacing and avoiding everyone. But now he was here and he was listening and he was trying to understand.
Darlington stood by the window and his arms were crossed and his jaw was tight. He had carried me out of the corridor and he had brought me to my room and he had stayed with me until I was calm enough to speak. He had not left my side and he had not asked for anything in return.
The three of us had not been alone together like this in a very long time.
