The Hawk is on the loose, and Father went into overdrive putting this place on lockdown. Let me know if anyone is coming this way. White hair tumbled down my back once the pin was loose, and I bent over. I nodded but didn’t say a word as I reached into my hair for a pin. It wasn’t until we made it to the end of the west wing that her eyes lit up in delight. I’m not going to tell you, I replied in a sing-song tone. Where are we going? she asked breathlessly. A smile came to my face, and I reached out to tickle her side. She didn't grumble and almost seemed to delight in the exertion. Their smiles seemed to have faded in the past two weeks, and their easy-going demeanors faded as Father grew stricter about their routines.Īs we turned down the hall toward the West Wing, I quickened my stride which made Edda jog. Walking down the hall with Edda, I nodded my head to some of the guards that stood at attention. Winter was here, and it was the worst season to fall on the kingdom people suffered, but the wolves thrived-it was just another reason for humans to hate us. Edda was bundled up in furs, but I wished the sleeves could pull away from the gown I wore. It was cold in the castle, not for me, but for others. Put that down carefully and come with me." I placed my work down and motioned for her to follow, scrunching up the golden skirt of my gown. As dramatic as she could be at times, she was the light of my life.
Sometimes she was too smart for her own good and tended to remind me of it when I least expected it. I hardly doubt that–even flowers find a way to thrive without the sun.Įdda made a good point. I shall expire from lack of sunlight, Edda moaned.īlinking, I choked a laugh back and patted the top of her head, toying with the corkscrew curls. There was no word from Niklaus, no missives, and no reports of any stirrings outside from our guards.
It was terrible, feeling trapped inside, merely waiting. The truth Father had spilled, however, was enough to keep any of us from so much as peeking outside our windows. Usually, Father wouldn't listen to anyone-not that I would blame him for not wanting to listen to the wolf, Niklaus von Brandt. Would it? I couldn't convince myself of that, truth be told, it had been a month since The Big Bad Wolf declared it unsafe to travel outside. I can’t stand being locked up in the castle like a prisoner.Īt her admission, my eyes widened, and I bit my bottom lip. She huffed and swept her unruly hair from her eyes. Moving toward my sister, I passed it off to her once more. Standing from my chair, I bent to pick up the messy stitching and smiled. Edda tossed her bundle of cross-stitch onto the floor, disregarding my narrowed glance in her direction.
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