Chapter 33: Hot and Cold

VALENTINA

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Rowan was being cold to me.

I tried to tell myself that I was overthinking his attitude and misinterpreting it for withdrawal, but I wasn't much of an overthinker and my instincts had been the ones to help me on many of my missions. 

The only reason I was still breathing was because they were right most of the time. 

This morning, there had been an unmistakable tension between us, one I couldn't understand. My intention to tease him about his pettiness over my comment on his dick had faded away when he started addressing me curtly about the things he was on a search for. 

Soul objects, he called them. He said he needed them to kill the King. How? I didn't know, he didn't tell me. 

It was probably something I didn't have to worry about. I would be long gone soon anyways if all should go as planned which I really hoped it would. 

He had brought us here after that.

This Tavern.