Johanna cast a sharp glance at Roald, in case he was going to divulge his vast knowledge about the Baron’s family’s sordid family details. She couldn’t help but think how he’d lain in bed under her, his eyes closed. It was scary and wonderful that she could do this to someone who was socially awkward and incapable of dressing himself.
Roald remained silent.
“What about your son?” After last night, Johanna hadn’t seen him anymore.
“He cannot do these things alone. He has a need to go into the forest. His magic of living things needs him to roam in nature. I suspect he’s gone riding this morning.”
Or maybe he just had a profound dislike for Kylian.
“What are you going to do today?”
“Yesterday, I was able to break some of the demon’s wards that affected your friend. What we’ll do today
