Chapter ninety: What's in your head?
Jamie wanted to protest when her husband helped her into the Cloak and when he guided her through the door to the stable but she didn't. She didn't utter a word of protest when he lifted her into the horse and mounted his as the rode off to the deserted trail that brought back the sting of an arrow going through her shoulder every place she look.
Alexander stopped at a place that seemed familiar to her.
"I know this place" Jamie said out loud.
"I certainly hope so. It's the place you tied me up for hours and forced me to dislocate my shoulder. Now, which direction did you take while you were running away?" Alexander asked her.
Jamie looked around. She knew that she would have taken her right as always but since Alexander started making her question her reality, she couldn't really trust anything, anymore.
