Corrin’s POV
Hold on. Seriously? You’re getting married in a month?
Apparently so. Any chance you’ll make it?
I glance toward the horizon, eyes settling on the familiar shape of the Crescent Castle off in the distance. Well, I’m about to sneak into the Crescent Castle, so I’ll have to keep you posted on that one. Is there a “might be dead, but will do my best” box on the RSVP slip?
She doesn’t laugh, of course. I can tell from how often she’s been checking in on me that she’s worried sick. Please be careful, Cor. I care about Sophie, but I care about you more.
I smile softly to myself as I promise to do so and cut the mind link. Moon Goddess, I love that girl. I really do.
“What are you smiling about?” grumbles Emmett, who hasn’t been particularly friendly to me since my rejection of
