Chapter 16 Nightmares
- Raven
- The ballroom was awash in the golden light of the braziers, casting flickering shadows across the swirling dancers. Long gowns swished across the floor, cloaks dragging behind muscular shoulders.
- Neil’s cloak enveloped us both as he held me against his chest. It didn’t smell like the coppery tang of blood, but rather the fragrance of spiced wine and something that I could only describe as…