I'm sorry. Come meet me at the library after you finish your talk with Athos. I am aware a sorry note wouldn't cut it for you. Therefore, I want to say sorry to you in person.
I'm waiting.
Mircea bit her lip whilst she stared at the note. She contemplated going. She should have ignored him and his mixed signals. She should have simply gone to bed. She had promised herself that she would go to bed right after Athos was out of her nose.
Her head was throbbing from the ceremony and combat practise and the duels.
Don't make the issue bigger than it deserves to be, her heart said weakly demanding that she should visit the library. Saints!
Urban hadn't spoken one word about the kiss but neither had Mircea. The chances of him bringing it up now were more. She didn't know if she was ready for that conversation.
