Chapter 210

• EMBER'S POV
• "So what's the situation with the roof?" I asked, simply because I didn't want to get too carried away with sentiments, but Gracie looked at me with the most intense gaze and I felt a squeeze in my heart, "Hi Gracie." I said, giving in to my weakness.
• "It's got holes in them, needs to be replaced. Would you like to pet her? it's been a while." Paris said, and I sighed, stepped forward, and ran my hand over her mane. I had abandoned too many of the things I loved when I left this place. Grandfather, Gracie. The smell of these stables.