Autumn stood outside Kieran's study, her hands clammy against the folds of her dress. She took a breath, lifted her hand to knock… hesitating for some unknown reason…
"Autumn, come in!"
She froze.
Of course he knew she was there. He always did.She was 'bound' to him… like he knew her every breath… but then why did he not know she was already there… hiding at the guest Hall when the Bloodfangs… that slap… it still rang… not on her cheeks but in some corner of her heart.
She quickly shook her head, distorting that image… she was there to thank him…and apologize for the upcoming mayhem... not the other way around!
Quickly, she smoothed the creases of her crimson red gown and ran her fingers through her hair, unsure why she even bothered.He had… 'had' her when she looked worse…hardly better than a beggar!
