Chapter 18The group were escorted back to their quarters. No one spoke on the way, and Midnight felt increasingly guilty about his deception as Tresilian remained solicitous the entire way back.
“Well, I intended to bathe, so I hope no one tried to disturb me.” Dryden went into his room, slamming the door behind him.
“Why don’t the rest of you come into my room for a minute?” Aurora held open her door, then looked at Midnight. “If you’re well enough?”
“‘M fine.” Midnight couldn’t meet her eye as he walked past her.
Once everyone was inside, Aurora sat on the bed with Dru beside her. George stood like a sentry in front of the door. Voltaire paced back and forth like a tiger in a cage and Tresilian continued to fuss over Midnight, who needed to be honest with his friends.
“Sorry, Voltai
