Chapter 47: Bless
Maria threw her coat on the bed and turned the heater on. The house was cold on her return from the meeting.
“That was a disgrace,” she fumed to Amira. Gortaithe looked sympathetic. He would always be a one-eyed supporter. Amira, however, didn’t say anything. “Conceited, arrogant, egotistical, delusional.” Maria had been thrilled with the invitation left in her mailbox a week ago. Continue reading “Waldmeer: Bliss”