Part 2: Chapter 15

Arya

Dimitri is sitting opposite me at the breakfast table, but something seems off. He’s been quiet since we parted ways for bed last night, and that silence has bled over to this morning.

“Is everything okay?” I ask, breaking the silence, and his head whips up to face me, as if my words shook him out of his own thoughts.

“Yes, of course. Why do you ask?”

I sigh and put down my utensils. “Well, you’ve been deathly quiet this morning, and now it looks like you’ve got the entire world on your shoulders.”

He frowns when I say this, then sits back in his chair and crosses his arms. “I won’t be able to accompany you home this morning; in fact, I don’t think I’ll be able to see you until tomorrow evening. My brother is sending Nikolai and me to DC to deal with some…issues.” He says.

“Oh, Mitya,” I say and shake my head. “Why would that upset you? We’ve spent more time together these past few days than we ever have before.”

“I know; but I wanted to be there with you when you faced your fa