Chapter 248 No Longer Untouchable

• “Stop biting your nails.” Aurelia’s voice ends the suffocating silence in the chamber. “It isn’t graceful.”
• Davina glances down, realizing she’s been worrying the edge of her thumbnail raw only when she tastes blood. With reluctance, she lowers her hand and smooths invisible wrinkles from the sleeve of her gown instead.
• “What are you thinking about?” Aurelia asks, failing to hide the anxiety in her voice. Restlessness has never suited her. She paces the chamber every few minutes, rearranges clothes, sheets, and trinkets on shelves that don’t need rearranging, then asks another question no one can answer.