Bab 69: Doubts

"His eyes are like Queen Sylvia's."

"What did you say?" Lira asked as she helped me clean myself up, scrubbing my skin with a soft cloth.

I blinked, seeing blue eyes staring at me in the mirror after I removed myself from my thoughts. "Oh, did I say that out loud?"

"Yes, you were saying something about someone's eyes." Lira lifted her eyes at me. I was slightly taller than her, but I wasn't on the tall side either. "Is it the man who saved you? The captain of the Ravens or whoever he is. Look Rosie, it isn't like you to be intrigued by someone else other than yourself. You better get him off your head, it bodes us nothing but harm to get ourselves involves with strangers."

I turned to her. "How very untrusting of you. They saved us, offered us shelter and now, food."