All three of us started walking again.
I wasn't holding onto either man anymore. I suddenly felt cold on one side.
Ash hovered a little closer than David as we walked slowly back, but none of us spoke now that the others might overhear. I was trying not to let the words about the Watchers and that sad expression on David's face rattle me. But I couldn't help the niggle of anxiety at the idea that these strangers would be watching me for suspicious behavior and that their opinions might affect his view of me.
That felt inevitable, because I didn't belong in this world. Of course I was going to act suspiciously.
Then David turned his head and caught my eye with a thoughtful look.
As soon as we were within twenty feet of the others, a servant rushed to David carrying a silver tray set with several small mugs and porcelain tumblers full of different drinks which they offered to David first, but then at his urging, to me and Ash as well.
