Chapter 118: A Roundabout Promise
Sophia's heels dug into the bark as she leaned forward, the moonlight gilding the edge of her hair. From her perch the festival lights below glittered like a distant sea of fireflies; the murmur of the square drifted towards them. It should have been enough to make her forget the ache of the past hours, but she had other priorities.
"You promised," she said, crisp as frost.
Orion's brows knit. He squinted up at her, the shadow of the tree cutting his face into angles. "When in the goddess's name did I promise to show you around the festival?"
"Earlier," she replied without hesitation. "This morning, when you were walking me through the stalls. You said you'd come with me if I wanted to try the moonfins. You said I might see you at night. You said..."
He groaned, a low sound that seemed to come from somewhere behind his teeth. "I don't remember promising you anything of the sort."
