He didn't say another word after that, just giving me that pitying look and then stepping outside immediately, leaving me in the tent to mull that over and contemplate what was going to happen to me.
I imagine that this would be many times more stressful if something bad had actually happened during Valentina's period of weakness, or if I had been more distasteful in the moment that we shared, though this wasn't to say I was perfectly calm.
I was still very much stressed out and also extremely concerned that there was about to be something horrible happening to me if I was truly put into a position where I needed to explain what had happened.
The most likely outcome if that happened would be an immediate execution or detaining me to execute me later, whichever one placed less suspicion at the feet of this monolithic family that held so much power within the Sect.
