Chapter 610. Drowning the Petals
Mauve walked with Jael as they made their way up the staircase after the last meal. The meal had gone off without a hitch. Well, if something had been wrong, she didn’t notice.
They soon got to the top of the stairs, the floor where their rooms were located, and Mauve stopped walking. She turned to look at Jael. "You don’t have to go with me to the rooftop," she said, trying to pull her hand out of Jael’s grip, but he didn’t let her.
"There is still a couple of minutes before dawn, and Jean should be here any minute now. I am not leaving you alone until he is here," he replied, his gaze unwavering.
Mauve knew she wouldn’t be able to sway him, and frankly, that wasn’t what she wanted to do anyway. She just didn’t want him to get caught in the sun.
She nodded and said with a sigh, admitting her defeat, "As you like."
"Glad we can come to an agreement," he said and started walking again, pulling Mauve with him.
She got to the stairs leading to the rooftop, and Jael pulled away her hand that was wrapped around his elbow and held onto her palm instead. He walked up the stairs with her behind him, and she heard the bolt slide back as he unlocked the door.
She heard a loud sound as he pulled the door open, and Mauve blinked at the gust of wind that hit her face even with him standing in front of her. He took a step forward, and she followed after him until they were out the door. Mauve looked up at the sky, and her face broke into a smile.
Dawn was fast approaching, but the sun wasn’t out yet. She could no longer see the moon and the stars. The gray of the night sky was slowly but surely turning to the blue of the morning.
The morning breeze had the smell of dew and a mix of her flowers attached to it. It was a very nostalgic smell and she reveled in it for a few moments.
She looked at Jael and caught him staring at her. "It’s beautiful," she said and slowly looked back up at the sky.