Chapter 21

"I'll, uh, keep that in mind."

The white robe switched gears, caught him off guard again. "Have you enjoyed the MidSummer celebrations?"

I don't believe this. "Yeah. Have you?"

"Yes and no. I have enjoyed having a larger part in conducting and celebrating the festival. But I was actually hoping to have some time to myself. And I was hoping we would be able to spend some time together and get to know each other a little better." Arhyvhynne took his hand in hers. "We have been through much together."

Uriel stiffened. He was unsure how to read her. Arhyvhynne was always so pure and innocent. Unlike Eyrmysse, the thought entered, unbidden.

The white robe delivered a small smile while releasing his hand. "Well, I must be going. There is always so much to do. Will I see you at the rituals later?"

Uriel felt guilty for being annoyed with her. She was so caring. And she was only looking out for him, as she had done since she became High Witch. But now he had someone else to do that. "Yeah, sure, I'll be there."

They parted company and Uriel rushed back to his room. He had no desire to hold any more conversations with anyone. Except Eyrmysse.