Chapter 13

Mara's POV

Black Hollow disappeared behind us under a pale winter sky. I sat in the front carriage with Ronan and Tamsin because Ronan had apparently reconsidered treating me like luggage, although he still watched every bump in the road as if the carriage itself might attempt to assassinate me.

His shoulder had been rebandaged before we left. His side was still worse.

"You are staring," he said.

"I am checking whether you are bleeding through your coat again."

"That is still staring."

"Then stop giving me material."

Tamsin hid a smile behind the route map.

Ronan glanced at my left hand. The faint red line across my palm had darkened since the chapel. His own matching mark disappeared bene