Chapter Fourteen

RPOV

Songs: Riverside by Agnes Obel, Tessellate by alt-J, Blue Moon by Beck

I dunked the thin garment into the water and swirled it around before bringing it out and letting the droplets fall back into the stream. "And not to mention, his insane mood swings. Dimitri goes from acting like a complete buffoon to a sulking degenerate faster than you can say dryshite." I wrapped the ends of the fabric around my fists and twisted it to ring the remaining water out.

"Oh, so we're calling him Dimitri now," Lissa indicated.

I tried to think of a way to correct my slip up, but knew it was useless after one peek at her cheeky face. "Well, that is his name after all." I laid the damp garment onto a rock nearby and fished out another one from our laundry basket before continuing my rant. "And on top of that, everything he does has to come with strings attached. He can't just agree to something like a normal person. He has to—"

"You like him," Lissa blurted out so loudly I thought the entire kingdo