Thalina bolted out of the temple like a thief caught red-handed.
Nope. Nope. Nope. She was not sticking around to see if Eyrx would change his mind and drag her back into his clutches. Not after all that.
Her feet barely touched the ground as she sprinted, her blue hair whipping wildly behind her. A few passing guards blinked in alarm, one even stepping aside as if she were some crazed beast on the loose.
She didn't care.
Her lungs burned, her legs ached, but she didn't stop until the towering palace gates came into view. Her pace finally slowed, chest heaving, legs trembling. Relief was within reach—
Then Tharion strolled out.
Just her luck.
His sharp blue eyes landed on her, immediately narrowing at her flushed face and watery eyes. His frown deepened.
Thalina didn't think. She crashed straight into him.
