She had little hope that he would do anything about it since they still had many more places to de-haze. Ness might even congratulate Asher for tricking her and nearly taking advantage of her—Braya ignored the fact that if Asher wanted to force her into an intimate situation with him, all he had to do was order it—but not doing anything about it was worse than fighting for a loss cause, she resolved. Lunch had passed a few hours ago and Braya had just finished the last of her exams, her motherhood test. If any of them were a wake-up call, that class was enough to make her realize exactly what she was headed for. There was only five days until the wedding! Five days! Children were expected very soon afterward, she thought with a grimace. No—she would not submit to that. She would run away if she had to. Braya was pacing outside the library on the fourth floor, tugging on the ends of her hair nervously. She had to meet with Latham so they could pick out a few details of their wedding and decide which manor to live in, Rubytide or Opal, once they were married.
