Book 16: Through the Arch

Lexa

Kaleb adjusts the loops and straps keeping my shifting dress in place, his fingers biting through the damp, rainy cold. There was a shift in the air last night, after a day spent mostly in solitude at Silas’s house. I’d spent most of the day looking out of the window, watching the trees sway between manor houses and in the small parks, all of them tinged with gold–the first signs of autumn.

I missed the harvest.

Kaleb’s touch is firm as he moves down my body to my sandals, checking my frame from my neck to the very tips of my toes. I’m allowed a weapon of choice tonight but only as long as I can carry it. I doubt the king knows about my use of a shifting halter, which Lis was able to craft in a matter of hours. I sent Kaleb with a sketch and measurements when he returned to the Glade without me yesterday morning.

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