Chapter 47: Celebration
Azandra POV
The laughter and joking and conversation in the Great Hall made Azandra smile, as did the sight of Kyon surrounded by his brothers. She slipped out of the hall to let them have their moment. Lilia and the others had already left.
She didn’t see her parents, but a talk with them was long overdue. If only she’d had a chance to talk to Primmy before she departed for Brighmere nine days ago. However, maybe it was for the best if she just asked her parents about the rumors. She had a feeling the answers to so many questions in her life depended on whatever story they’d buried.
A flash of sunshine hair caught her attention and she spotted Marcus slinking off down the hall, his head down and his shoulders hunched. She called out his name, but he didn’t stop for one second.
“Marcus.”
He glanced over his shoulder in the middle of the bright, elegant hallway. “You have more to say?”
She caught up to him and gripped his elbow. “I’ll only take a moment of your time.”