Chapter Sixteen
There is a plan for everything.
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Third Person’s Point of View
“Your scent changed.”
What?
Rollia paused from eating as she heard the words. Eyes looking at Blayze, those deep blue eyes were squinting at her in confusion. He was in the middle of drinking, the tall glass was touching his lower lip, hands hesitation to continue from drinking. It looked like he paused from drinking to say the words.
Slowly placing the cup down, the man leaned closer to the table. It never reached close to her, as they were ends apart—but even still, she could feel the waves of suspiciousness growing from him.
“Rollia.” He called, voice rigid and firm. “What happened?”
Slowly letting go of the knife, she offered him a smile. “I apologize. A friend of mine gave me small trinklets f
