I growled, stalking away from the window, and heading along in the vague direction of the belltower. It wasn’t like I was actually going to go there. I could walk in that direction though. I could walk anywhere I liked. Caleb wasn’t king of the ruins. Maybe I just fancied a trip up the belltower. Maybe I just liked the view from up there. It had nothing to do with him. Nothing at all.
