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Chapter Twenty-Four: Making Waves

They were back at the Bolos’ palace by midafternoon of the next day, where she kept her eyes peeled for an opportunity to catch Milo alone. Marek had requested she join him in the courtyard for training, so she was headed down the stairs to meet him when she saw Milo coming her way. She put out a hand for him to stop, and he paused a couple of steps below her, which brought them both to equal eye-level. “I have something for you.”

He looked unaffected and practically uninterested, except for the gleam in his eyes. “Oh, what might that be?”

She removed the letter Lyssa had entrusted to her for Milo, and its burst of floral scent filled the air between them.

He took it with his eyes shining and snatched it a little too hastily to maintain his front of disaffection. “Was her response favorable?”

North shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t know. I didn’t read what she wrote, but she seemed intrigued by the idea.” With a nod in his direction, she bounded down the