The dining hall smelled of roasted venison when I stepped in, but the food was the least of my concerns. I looked around in search of her, but she was nowhere to be found.

As usual, she was hiding away in her room; I guess she is still playing the avoiding game.

I turned back, about to leave, when I stumbled into Narvia; she was her usual self, all smiles.

"Where are you off to?"

"Training ground, not hungry," I said and turned to leave.

"You don't ever change, broody." ...