Chapter 29: Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine

After Vanna was kind enough to clean my blood out of my hair, I was escorted back to my room by five guards, and Silas. “I really don’t need an escort,” I insist for the fiftieth time.

“I had left you alone for five minutes Senja, and you got your head bashed in. No.” Silas says, sitting on my bed while the guards wait outside.

“Well, you’re going to be upset with me in a minute,” I tell him as I get a change of clothes, then step behind the coral tree.

“And why is this?” His voice is slightly higher than normal, noticing that I dropped his shirt on the ground.

“Because none of our plans are changing.” I pull on a pair of black leather pants and a matching wrap. I step into view and toss his shirt back to him. “Thanks for that by the way.”

His eyes are wide as he takes me in. “What?” He asks, watching me realign my holster; the one Murrow was kind enough to retrieve.