The feeling of Fen’s hand in mine as we walked back to Camp was a euphoria I’d never experienced before. Like someone had finally claimed me. Wanted me. I was with him, and he was with me. With me. Me! I wanted to spin in a circle with my arms in the air, shouting, “Meeeeeee!”
When we got to Camp, though, I kind of expected him to pull his hand away. To avoid being seen with me that way. Niralessa had made her disapproval clear, and I knew he cared what she thought. I couldn’t blame him for wanting to avoid her ire.
But he didn’t do that. He held on when we entered the clearing, and kept holding on when people began noticing. Illis, who had been speaking with Minocken, shook her striped head with disapproval. I lifted my chin and looked her straight in the eye, daring her to say somethin
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