Chapter 69
- (Serelina’s POV)
- I felt that itch too. I pulled my hand back, all awkward, and whispered, “I’ll give it a try.”
- So I bolted, like I was fleeing. I walked to the center of the square. A swirl of white doves circled overhead, refusing to land. A few bold gray ones latched onto my arm. I met their beady eyes, careful, like we were sizing each other up.