After her meeting with Maren, she turned towards the east wing. It had been days since she had gone there. Dorian had messed up her routine.
She stopped by the kitchen first and packed a gingerbread for Cecily. When she reached the wing, she knocked and sat against the door.
"Elspeth left today. I miss her already," Alina said, sliding the gingerbread through the window.
"I know. I watched the two of you near the carriage from my window," Cecily replied. "By the way…have you been busy?"'
"Yes."
"With the prince?"
Alina sighed.
"Something like that."
"It sounds like something is weighing on you."
"We fought. It's resolved now. But some things don't leave so easily."
"Like what?" she asked hesitantly.
"Words you can't take back. Fears you didn't know the other person had."
Cecily didn't know what to say.
"Your brother gets…pretty intense when he is afraid of losing something," Alina said.
"Yes. He does," Cecily replied.
