Adeline turned to the door for the third time since she returned from her bath, expecting Lucan. He was mostly around her as he seemed to derive some sort of joy from her feisty attitude.
His reaction to her earlier had been pretty different, however. He seemed like something was bothering him, and she wondered if it had to do with Claude's disappearance or the attack on his life.
She sighed, then shook her head, attempting to loosen her hair a little. She always had an innerbraid underneath for the shorter bits of hair, and sometimes she went months without really loosening that part of her hair.
Slowly, she reached for it, but to her surprise, it was already loosened. Her brows furrowed as she pushed her fingers through her thick curls, but the pretty, mysterious bracelet she had always use……
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