Astrid's POV
That single word sent my mind reeling, as I stared at him. I watched in shock as he and Zane left, the door to my room closing with a soft click.
Roshan remained beside me, silent. I pushed out of his arms and climbed into bed, turning off the lights, my movements stiff and robotic, my eyes unseeing. The image of the man's ravaged back, the sound of his screams, the woman's death and Aidan's confession were burned into my mind. Physically, I was in my room, but my mind was still in the courtyard, shuffling through the images of the night.
Just as he was about to leave, his footsteps making dull thuds on the carpet, I spoke. "To be honest, I'm not really upset about the bloodshed," I said, my voice flat, devoid of emotion.
Roshan stopped, his body going rigid. The shock r
