I’d stripped out of my sleep shirt, about to pull the dress on over my underclothes, when something caught my attention from the corner of my eye. A pile of clothes sitting beside the door. The locked door. “Did you put those there?” I pointed toward the folded stack, knowing that Brielle wouldn’t have done it, but I asked anyway. “No.” Would my room in Allesaria have a better lock? I walked over to collect the pile. Another tunic, this one embroidered with green leaves along the sleeves. Another pair of leather pants, this time in dark brown. And a set of boots that hadn’t taken a swim in the
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