Chapter 55 You Came To Me
- "I'm late, Delia."
- I think I must be in pretty bad shape right now. I was drenched from head to toe, and the hem of my long skirt clung to my shins, smearing the grass. There was blood on the gloves of my arm from the wound in Lancaster, and my hair was disheveled and I was a mess.
- But so what? Kral has seen me in many ways. He's seen me in my worst form.