SIGRID

As I was buttoning up my pants, Silas returned, and I was grateful he gave me my space.

“Everything alright out there? No trouble?” I asked, sitting at the table.

“No, my lady. Most of the guests have already left or are still asleep,” he replied, about to empty the water from the tub.

“Leave that for the innkeeper. Come eat; I was planning to stay longer, but I can’t. We need to head back today,” I said, not bothering to explain.

I was frustrated; I’d wasted money on something I wasn’t interested in and couldn’t even see my great-uncle.

But I couldn’t stick around with this unusual situation in Electra’s body.

“What are you waiting for?” I was spreading jelly on a slice of bread when I turned my head and saw him standing beside me.

“I… I’m waiting for you to finish so I can eat the leftovers,” he answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world. But his eyes kept darting toward the food, and I could see the ravenous hunger in them.

I wanted to huff in annoyance.

Honest