"We should wash up and get to our posts," Marie said, breaking the silence. Levina nodded and stood up, giving Marie one last glance before leaving the room. She really hoped that Marie was not at the camp to seek revenge or anything related to it.
Lucien paced restlessly about the marquee. He had underestimated Levina's level of stubbornness when he tried to speak to her the previous night. He knew it would be difficult to convince her to follow him, but he had been confident that in the end, she would give in. But she didn't.
He needed to speak to her. It was difficult for him to keep his distance from her the past week, but he needed time. Nothing had been going right for him lately, so he just needed time to himself to figure some things out and clear his head. From a distance, he had watched her go about her day with her sidekick, whom he guessed was Marie, the new friend she talked about, always at her side.
