TIARA THORNELLS
Even if Zatan doesn’t say it aloud, I know, he’s still haunted by guilt. The way he treated me. The weight of it hasn’t left him. And as much as I want to be angry with him, I just can’t. It wasn’t enough to make me turn my back on him completely. It wasn’t enough to ignore him, especially now, not when after everything that’s happened during the war.
When dinnertime came, I made sure Zatan ate first. I stayed with him until he finished. After that, I went to the bathhouse with my friends to freshen up and clear my mind a little.
But when I returned to his bedchamber, I found him already fast asleep, even though it was only six in the evening.
I moved around the room, closing all the curtains that hung over the glass windows to keep the cold and light out. Then, one b
