Cordelia's time in Grandport had helped her mood plenty, but it was fast fading on the trip back home. She had spoken with Noa's mother, asking her for advice on how to deal with these feelings. She had waited until the night before she left to ask the question, so she would have something to think about on her trip home. The answer Noa's mother had given was simple: just wait for it to go away, keep your mind busy in other ways and after a while, you won't notice it as much anymore.
But no matter how hard Cordelia tried, she couldn't get Therion off her mind. She could hear the rain hitting the roof of the carriage, and it only made her mood worse. She leaned back, deciding to spread out on the bench, and fell asleep as they left the Highlands.
The next day, Cordelia thought of things she could do to occupy her mind once she got back to the Manor. Maybe she could clean it herself. She could order books from Atlasdam and study to become a scholar, or even move to Atlasdam for a while to study. Or maybe, she could ask for Heathcote to teach her how to use a dagger and fight like a thief. That sounded the most appealing, but she knew it wouldn't get Therion off her mind. If anything, it would just increase his presence in her thoughts.
Finally, late at night, they reached the Manor. She went to bed, deciding that she would ask Heathcote about learning to fight in the morning. The worst thing he could say was no, after all. This being decided, she fell into a dreamless sleep.
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Thief In the Night
RomanceShe thought he was gone forever; he thought he would never go back. However, things change.
