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Chapter 75: A Long Torturous Night

“Well, the contortionist is safe but we have another problem,” Nelson said, coming back into his office.

I stopped glaring at Tallis and turned my attention back to Nelson. He stood beside his desk, tapping his finger on a stack of papers.

“What’s wrong?” Tallis demanded gruffly.

“There’s been a landslide, not too far from here. Only about a mile away,” he said somberly.

“A landslide? Is anyone hurt?” I asked, perking up.

“It happened late at night when no one was around. It does cover the road we were going to take to our next location, but no one was injured,” Nelson assured with a nod.

I sighed and relaxed into the chair. The landslide must have

been on my pack territory. They weren’t common, but I remembered one from my childhood that hurt a lot of people.

I was relieved to learn that it hadn’t caused a lot of casualties this time.

“The road isn’t a well traveled road, but It will be a while before they clear it, so we will be stuck here until it is cleared,” he explained, “Anyway, we aren’t planning to leave until the ceremony ends. So hopefully by then, the roads are cleared.”

Tallis nodded in understanding. I couldn’t tell whether he was upset about the news or not. For some reason, I was a bit happy.

“Now, because space is tight, your little friend is going to have to bunk with you, Tallis,” Nelson said, winking at me again and swiftly changing the subject.

“What? No. That is unacceptable,” Tallis argued, shaking his head. His brow creased deeply.

“You know how it is. The two of us are the only ones with actual rooms. The rest of the performers share a tent out on the lawn,” Nelson said, arching an eyebrow at Tallis.

He grumbled and shook his head. Clearly he didn’t like that idea either.

“If that doesn’t appeal to you either, he can always stay with me,” Nelson suggested, smirking at his brother.

Tallis snorted and glared at the floor..

It was a bit odd to have Nelson refer to me as ‘he.’ I needed to get used to it now that I was in disguise. Normally, when I was in disguise, I tried to avoid interacting with anyone. It had been to prevent people from recognizing me, not for me to role play long-term.

“Those are all our options,” Nelson shrugged.

“Fine, he will stay with me,” he ground out through gritted teeth, his jaw tensing, eyes refusing to meet mine.

and winked at me. My jaw loosened as I realized he’d planned that whole setup. He really wanted me

I didn’t even want

now, and things could get very sticky and complicated. Maybe I

bunk together. I’m going to head off to bed and I’m going to assume the two of you will do the same,” Nelson said.

back popping. Tallis was still standing there, looking grumpy. He

that I was ready

he said forcefully, motioning for me

headed across the big event tent to where there was another small room closed off by thick, velvety curtains. It was

and sat on the edge of the bed. I yawned again and rubbed

pockets, his head turned toward the

that miserable about having me bunk

rest,” he

noticed how he didn’t really answer my question. He also refused to look at me. I laid down

his bed. I got up and sat

He didn’t seem like the selfless type. When he didn’t

wouldn’t have mattered. For the first time in days, I actually felt as long

thought, my body relaxed, my eyes dropped instantly

*Theo

Glancing at her, I saw her chest rising and falling evenly. Her eyelids rippled as underneath, her

wash that crap off. Right now, I was Tallis, I wasn’t Theo. I couldn’t ask her why she

think I was curious about

her back stretching her legs out on the ground. She looked peaceful but I knew she’d have a sore back in

side again, Ciana hugged her knees to her chest and shivered

I really just leave her on the ground to

to that tiny, sorry excuse for a bed

her sleep and curled

tugged at my lips, but I fought it

tightened around my shirt as I lowered her onto the bed. She nuzzled her nose against

wouldn’t let go.

I was sure the thin, springy mattress was supporting her. On second thought, that horrible mattress was

protest and her hands pulled on my shirt. I wasn’t balanced and I

her arms and legs locked around me like a boa constrictor. Clearly, she’d been spending

much time with Perceval.

her. Seeing as I was supposed to

desperately to my shirt. Despite myself, the heavy organ between my legs

to be a