Politics. I hate politics.
I ignored the Knight-Captain and Reverend Mother and kept walking.
I was rewarded to see Elyssa waiting at the entrance to the chapel.
She smiled at me, and the weird watery feeling in my guts stole my words again.
I offered her my arm.
She accepted as a stern man I didn’t recognize glared at me.
I would probably get kitchen duty again, but it would be worth it.