Chapter 205 A Weird Feeling

• Varek
• I woke up with a stiff neck and an ache in my back, the chair I’d chosen to sleep in doing little to offer any kind of comfort. I rolled my shoulders, trying to ease the tension, but it didn’t help. This wasn’t my idea of rest. I wasn’t used to this. My bed in the Northern packhouse was nothing short of luxurious, and this cramped motel chair had been like a torture device.
• Still, I’d offered her the bed. A part of me regretted it, but the thought of sharing it with her… no. It was better this way. I couldn’t afford to show any weakness, not to her. She was nothing more than a political alliance—a piece in a larger game.