Chapter 65 The Ringmaster's Obsession Ch4
- The tent he gave her wasn’t much. A cot, a chest for her belongings, a small vanity with a cracked mirror. But it was hers—or at least it had been until the first night she tried to sleep alone.
- The flap opened around midnight. She didn’t scream.
- She knew it was him. Knew by the scent of smoke and spice, by the sound of boots crushing straw.