EIRLYS' POV
The walk back to the palace was silent.
I found myself replaying every word, every glance, trying to pinpoint what I’d said, or failed to say, to make him withdraw like this. I wanted to speak up, to fill the empty space between us. But the words lodged in my throat.
Instead, I cradled the bunch of flowers I’d picked earlier in one arm and held the small snowdrop stem in the other, gently nestled between my fingers.
He walked beside me. He didn’t quicken his pace like he had the last time he’d been in one of his moods, but he kept his distance all the same.
I was too afraid to ask him what was wrong, and I doubted he would have explained. So neither of us said a word.
Until we reached the main entrance of the palace. Orryx, Evander, and Callum were there, and they immedia
