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“Tomorrow?” the leader asked

Chapter Nine

Millie dipped her head beneath the war away the bubbles Goodness, draas exhausting Sitting up and wringing the excess water out her long hair, she rebuked herself Not exhausting Exhilarating Never had anything consumed her as her art had the past several days The hours bethen Seth left her near the rock in theuntil he ca, and drawing

Fro deer carcasses across the backs of their horses, to babies tied in cradle boards leaning against rocks as their ined were edible, and everything in between It was a people wanted fro aspect was the pride in Seth’s eyes every night when he looked through the tablets She’d never experienced anything like it, was anificant, so useful and important

She did try to convince herself she should be uncomfortable with all his praise Tried, but failed, because his attention was far frodays ago—when she’d seen the snake, he hadn’t tried to kiss her

So lunchtime, when he’d carry a basket out and they’d share the meal on her blanket beneath the open sky, she sensed he wanted to So in his eyes said so, but she pretended not to notice

It’s what needed to happen, but not kissing hi hiht with need she was sure that if she sat on a pin she’d explode

After they’d left the Indian caht Per-Cum-Ske had asked her to draw him, they’d come home and prepared for bed, and Seth had asked if she was fearful of sleeping in her room She’d had to say she wasn’t He’d still offered his room, said they could trade, but she assured hiht since

Fine was hardly the word She was miserable

There hadn’t been any ht of thee had happened between her and Seth He was still attentive and char akin to friendship that went deeper, filled her with such warmth there was no place for fear or worry

“Where are you?”

Just the sound of his voice filtering into the roo and put a smile on her lips