Wings

Giving Delacourt a swat that sent him to the stable where the stable boy would recognize him and properly tend him, Savage made his way straight to the pond.

Circling around to the part where very few people went, he shucked his clothes and entered the water. The chilly bite of the water was a relief today instead of a startle.

Pleasantly cool on my hot skin.

“You’re back.”

He popped his head up and saw Dimurah standing at the edge of the water. Her arms crossed. “What are you doing up so early?”

She likes to sleep in since the alehouse runs late into the night.

“How else do you suppose I bathe in this guild?” She gave him a half smile.

“We’ve bathed together many times in the afternoon.”

“Yes. When you’re here we can bathe anytime during the day and no one would bother us.”

He frowned at the logic in it. “So, when you’re alone you come early?”

She nodded.

How many times has