Chapter 28: Reconciliation, Part 4

Tress gave him a look that was half-exasperation, half-amusement. "You're supposed to be the mature one here."

"Older, certainly, thanks for the reminder," Rath replied, mood souring a bit. "Never claimed maturity." He pushed his plate away before he tried to eat more. "So where are we?"

"An inn on the West End called the House of Three Sparrows. I've stayed here a couple of times." A quick, sly grin. "When I'm fairly certain I won't be going home anytime soon."

"Your family must be angry you're out right now, given the tournament has moved into the most important part."

Tress shrugged. "No one needs me until the end, and they're used to me slipping away, usually to find a quiet corner to read, but sometimes to go down into the city. They're hoping that marriage will finally force me to stay where I'm told. If that doesn't work, I'm fairly certain they'll move on to chains. But until the wedding ceremony, there's very little they can do."