Chapter 4
For the rest of that night, after Solna returned from the feast hall, Vius didn’t speak to him. Solna shook his head over it.
Morning came in a painfully bright lance of sunlight across his eyelids, and an empty bed. Despite a wish that Vius would not be quite so discontent after a full night’s sleep, Solna found him in the parlor, already halfway through the morning meal and a pinched look on his face as he met Solna’s eyes.
“Husband,” Solna ventured as softly as his rough voice would allow, “are you well?”
Vius dropped his eyes back to his plate and Solna frowned. Not good. “Well enough, I suppose.”
Small, measured steps brought Solna to the table and Vius still kept his eyes down as he sat across the table from Vius. “Last night was very stressful. Perhaps we could wait o
