Chapter 23: A False Red

I woke when I noticed the bus had stopped. I didn’t forget my anger at Rowan, so I stayed where I was, curled up in the bed nook with my back to him.

I heard his steps approach slowly, then it was quiet.

“We’ve arrived,” he finally said, likely intending to sound informative and nothing else.

I decided not to answer. I didn’t care if he believed I was still asleep or not.

“Will you talk to me?” he asked.

Feeling nasty, I decided I would respond after all. “Do I have a choice? Or does my king command it?”

“If that is the only way we can have a conversation, then yes, your king commands it.”

I glared over my shoulder at him.