Emma
After the welcome dinner for the Judge, things only got awkward. Artemisia and I showed the Judge and his warriors to their quarters, my stomach churning as we had to be respectful.
And sickenly kind.
On our way back to our floors, Artemisia had put her arm around me and we had climbed the stairs hugging, feeling exhausted.
None of us did say something, but even without the mind link, it seemed as if we were having a full conversation.
I could feel her preoccupation through her brave expression. My heartbeat skipped a beat as we had to part to go to our respective rooms.
Pushing out a deep sigh at the thought of it, I press my hot cup of tea to my lips.
I close my eyes shortly, only to have my heart nearly jump out of my chest at Ace coming into the kitchen.
He walks t
