Chapter 14: The Wolf at the Door
"Who is that?"
The door opens wider before anyone answers.
Isolade steps inside as if she has been invited.
She closes the door behind her with a quiet click and looks at me the way one might look at a room being rearranged, assessing what has changed, what still belongs to her.
"Luna," she says smoothly. "I hope I'm not disturbing you."
Her gaze drops briefly to the sealed letter on the desk, then returns to my face.
"You are," I reply. "But you're already here."
A faint smile touches her mouth. She walks farther into the room without waiting for permission, her fingers gliding over the back of the chair opposite mine before she pulls it out and sits.
"You left dinner early," she says. "I thought it only polite to ensure you were well."
"I'm alive."
"For now."
The words are soft. Almost thoughtful.
I do not move from where I stand near the desk. "If you have something to say, say it."
