FIA
I pushed my chair back before I could stop myself.
The scrape of wood against stone was louder than I meant it to be, but no one called after me. Cian had already slipped out of the dining room, easy and unhurried, like he had not just told a table full of people that a woman vanished from the estate before dawn.
Not that anyone aside from Aldric seemed genuinely disturbed about it.
I caught sight of his back as he turned down the corridor, and I followed.
He was halfway through the second turn when I reached him.
"Wait."
He stopped without looking annoyed, which somehow unsettled me more. When he turned, the warmth from breakfast was still on his face, that soft almost amused expression he wore when he wanted people to feel at ease. It looked arranged now, like something he had put on carefully before stepping back into the house.
