The look of surprise on her face would be funny if not for a tinge of heartbreak in her eyes. She takes a minute to process or maybe she's deciding how much to say and then lets out a sigh.
"When your brother first came here, he was frightened and confused, like you were." she looks away, "The Council assigned me to be his Follower and well..." she glances back at me as the candlelight reflect wetness in her eyes, "We spent a lot of time together."
I don't say a word for a moment, I think I know what she's trying to say and blurt out a question before I can stop myself.
"Did you sleep with him?"
Her features tighten up and I can feel her pain as a small tear escaps down the right side of her cheek, "Yes," she barely whispers, palming her face before letting out a walling sob.
Well s**
