Chapter 138: Tara

HUNTER.

“Why did you clean up the blood?” she asks and I shrug.

“I didn’t want the real owner of the house to come back to a bloody house.” If aunt Hyacinth decides to make a quick stop at home, I’m not sure she’d be happy to see that someone was wounded in her home.

“The home is still a mess though.” She notes and I nod in agreement.

“She could easily conclude that an animal did it.”

“I’m not sure animals come with luggage.” They don’t.

“A bunch of thieves are better than a bunch of killers.” I say with finality and she glares at me.

“I still think you shouldn’t have cleaned the blood, it’s the only indication of danger.” She might have a point but there’s no way I’m losing to her.

“How old were you when you first rode a horse?” she asks and I wonder what she’s getting at now.

“I don’t think we’re close enough to tell each other childhood stories.” I snap and she tries to move her leg.

We’re on our way back to the palace and she’s seated in front of me, her hands are wrapped a