shivered. However unpleasant it was to be trapped in the Tourney, at least as contestants we were free to help each other. And, of course, that didn’t even take into account the curiosity. I wasn’t sure I could have borne it in his shoes. Imagine not knowing where or how we all spent our nights? “What is it?” he asked, having felt my shiver. “I’m just wondering how you manage it,” I said, wanting to keep the conversation light. “The curiosity, I mean. Don’t misunderstand me—if given the choice, I would have opted out of the Tourney. But I also might have died of curiosity by now.” His face
...more
:(
