15 Chapter 15: War is Brewing

Saffron felt exhausted. She had slept poorly in the drafty, unwelcoming castle. The wind had violently roared all night, throwing snow and ice against the windows. The fire in her bedroom had barely warmed the room and she had spent most of the night adding more blankets to her bed. Had she been allowed to share a room with Elric, she would have been plenty warm.

She had worked herself into a temper by the time Elric had come to fetch her for the council with the Udril Chancellor and other members. She had hoped to not see Mira first thing. She wasn’t entirely sure that she could control herself around the devious princess.

“Did you not sleep well?” Elric asked her after he gave her a small kiss. She scowled up at him.

“What gave me away?” she snapped. He chuckled, unperturbed by her stormy mood.