Chapter 98

The following morning, Matilda walked beside Jeremy, her eyes on the marble floor of the hallway. The sun radiated off of the snow in the garden, making the light in the hall nearly blinding. She’d told Paig almost everything. There were certain things she’d never tell anyone, and she hadn’t mentioned Maximus or the figure, either. Paig hadn’t asked her again what had bitten her hand, but had stayed with her, curled up in bed as they talked long into the night. Matilda, unsure how she’d ever sleep again now that she knew what Maximus could do, had been grateful for the company. She pulled her cloak tighter around her. The morning was unnaturally frigid.

“You’re quiet today.” Jeremy kept his gaze ahead of them. “Did you and Leonard have a fight?”

Leonard. He’d stopped by last night, but Paig had shooed him off before he could enter the bedroom. “No. I haven’t seen him since yesterday morning.” After the events of last night, yesterday morning seemed like a week ago.

“Did you enjoy danc
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