Harem Multiverse Challenge

Ch 14. Storm Clay

Huffing out an annoyed sigh, I enter the smithy. The hot bread is still whole as I toss it over the table where Aslan and I usually eat together. A small note comes flying out of the paper wrapper and lands in front of me.

Resembling the handwriting of a toddler, it reads: “Meet me in three days' time at the haunted mill beyond the graveyard. Don’t eat. I’m bringing dinner.”

A baker doesn’t have time to exercise writing and calligraphy. I’m amazed she can write, but I guess it’s important for her to be able to read recipes.

Moving my fingers over the note, I frown, remembering I acted like a fool in front of her. When faced with her presence, I was unlike my usual self and acted like a shy boy instead. Wrenn’s memories and feelings might impact me more than I think.

When I tried to say something, my words failed me. Wrenn has had a huge crush on this baker for a long time, but never had the courage to ask her out. His jitters seem to pass onto me.

She’d given me the bread, and I nod