Elinor’s POV
I was restless when evening came, and I couldn't really be blamed. There wasn’t so much to do in this place other than sleep, eat, wake up, and then worry from time to time. But if I was being honest, it was safe to say that the evening brought with it a restlessness that I wasn’t really acquainted with.
And it was that restlessness that drove me out of my room.
At least this time around, the guards surrounding my door hadn’t locked me in, I thought with an eye roll.
I found myself walking toward the garden I had spent the afternoon in with Fenrir. Because maybe, just maybe… there was a part of me that was looking for him. A part of me that craved his presence, insane as it all was.
I blew out a breath and wrapped my hands around myself as the evening cold swept over me. I should have brought a shawl, but I had not anticipated the cold.
