"I don't know," Kathryn answered honestly as she settled down onto the bed beside him, her body pressed up against his. "Calent's enemies, I'm sure. There was a mob outside... But it was a church, so I thought..." What kind of terrible person killed inside a church?
"I have no idea if my guards are still alive. Or if they're looking for me..." Reaching out, her hand squeezed his gently...and then, with a soft laugh, she confessed, "They won't look for me here..."