Chapter 44 : Arcanith
Regulus’ POV
She wasn’t speaking to me, and it infuriated me so.
Was I to be perfect? Could I have no faults? She hadn’t even questioned why I’d remained human when she’d been left to her doxy self! Had she not realized where my magic had gone or—
Or…
Or, had she not cared?
“Regulus!” Melly cuddled up next to me on the carriage. Her wings were less suitable for flying than Raquel’s so she had to climb up into the carriage the old-fashioned way and traverse the narrowed ladder between. Raquel wasn’t even sitting next to me, she’d taken up refuge with the Bad Touch Trio, laughing and joking and—my hands tightened on the reins of the Sleipnir, ready to leave the moment the call was given. “—I was thinking about peach and teal being good colors. What do you think?”
“What?” What in the Void was so funny over there that Raquel needed to slap her thigh like that? Why was she leaning into the seals? So casually?