Windsor's POV
My phone buzzed with a Gilded Scroll notification, and I cursed under my breath. We had an event tomorrow, which meant I needed to pick up a book from the local bookstore tonight.
Arnold stopped walking and raised an eyebrow at me.
I held up my phone screen toward him. "Do you know where this place is?"
His gaze shifted to the store name. "Haven? Right over there." He pointed to a shop just a few blocks away. Relief flooded through me. "Why?"
"Need to grab something from there."
"Go ahead then."
I took a step back, noticing the uncertainty flickering across Arnold's features. His expression puzzled me, so I tilted my head.
He looked up at the night sky and exhaled softly. "Rain's coming."
I laughed, following his gaze upward. "What are you talking about? Look at those stars. The sky is completely clear."
His mouth tightened. "I have good instincts about weather."
A grin spread across my face as I bumped his shoulder. "Worried about your new friend, are you?"
