Chapter 37 The Parasitic Charm
The council meeting had drained Aveloria. She had barely slept since Alin's death, and every time she closed her eyes, the image of the maid's lifeless body haunted her. The council had gathered that morning to discuss security, trade, and diplomatic relations, but her mind was elsewhere the entire time.
When the meeting ended, she rose quietly, her thoughts heavy. She gave the council members a polite nod before stepping out into the hallway. She walked briskly, wanting to return to her chambers and collect her thoughts.
But as soon as she got to her door, she stopped short. Galen stood there, waiting. His arms were crossed loosely over his chest, his hair slightly disheveled, his eyes steady and watchful. He didn't speak immediately, but concern was written all over his face.
"You shouldn't be standing here," she said softly.
"I wanted to make sure you were alright," he said. "I heard about the maid."
