And she didn’t quite know why the words came out, but she spoke the truth anyway. “Because I have nowhere else to go.” Sitting in her rooms in silence made the pain worse, going to the tomb only frustrated her, and the thought of Chaol still hurt so badly she couldn’t breathe. Every morning, she walked Fleetfoot by herself, then ran alone in the game park. Even the girls who had once lined the garden pathways, waiting for Chaol, had stopped showing up. Dorian nodded, looking at her with kindness she couldn’t stand. “Then you will always have a place here.”
