SAGE
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” Arryn looked at gayar, who felt comfortable in my arms, still pretending to be a normal cat. Fern scoffed on my shoulders. He was asking that question, again and again, ignored each time by the little demon.
In all honesty, I was ready to give it back to him, but it was evident that the gayar preferred my company to the Crown Prince’s.
He gave him one lazy look and then purred, closing his eyes and rubbing his face over my dress.
Killian didn’t lie; I had plenty of gowns and outfits to choose from. It was a bit excessive, considering we had just come here for a few days. Not to mention that we were already leaving. I chose the simplest blue road dress with a matching cloak, but both garments still looked overly expensive for the purpose.
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