*Gravestone*

I watched her go back to Melchior’s hut. This time, however, I shifted and kept my ears close to the door to make sure I caught every word. It was mostly a lot of etiquette and custom, Melchior apparently on board enough with the plan to give Bel a leg up in the upcoming negotiations. Honestly, a part of me was jealous to not be in that room, learning along with Bel. After all, I knew somehow less about my own people than she did, especially now. This was, in all ...