Festival of First Wind

Ingrid

“I still don’t understand,” Joli says as we disembark in Kubilay.

I follow her gaze to Amval, who is unloading bags from one of the carriages. “I told you, I didn’t trust the other groom. There is someone missing from the stables, and we don’t know how that’s related.”

Joli shrugs. I bite ...

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