Chapter 155: Anticipation
We stepped into the private room behind my throne before I realized I had no idea of two things. One, who the blue spark was intended for-if, as I suspected, Adam's green spark experience was going to lend itself to a pattern-and two, if the red spark also had a home.
Because despite their delight at returning to Chaos, that disjoined and separate feeling of them remained, telling me it was likely their existence was, as I suspected, tied to the nine and nine.
Who belonged to the white door and what color spark was I to give over to them?
I shivered when my sneakers touched carpet, hugging myself a little, welcoming Adam's arms around me.
"They're anticipating something," I said.
It meant a lot he understood instantly what I was talking about. "It will all make sense eventually." He actually sounded amused.