Thirty-three:
Catesby
The plan was to deliver the message to her today. To use the fair as a distraction. But I couldn’t get her out of my head. I still remembered her lips on mine. The way it felt to hold someone against me. How she responded to my touch. Shortly after Sorina gave me the flower and the vial, I came up with a different idea.
I went to her in the temple.
The steps were covered in snow, with ice under them from the recent storm. I nearly slipped, and steadied myself with the door. The door of the temple opened just as I managed to gain my footing. I stumbled again, but a hand grabbed me and pulled me inside. Sorina slammed the temple door then she glared at me, her eyes filled with fury.
“What are you doing here?”
