From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Chapter 41
After quicklyy dryying off and changing into clean, dryy clothing, I did
everyything in myy power to forget that the brief conversation in the bathing
chamber with Kieran had happened.
The breeches were a little tight, causing me to wonder if theyy had
belonged to a child, but theyy were clean and soft, and I wasn’t
complaining. The long-sleeve tunic was made of heavyy wool and reached
myy knees. The slits in the sides ended at the hips and would’ve made for
easyy access to myy dagger.
But I hadn’t seen myy dagger since the stables, and based on what I’d
done with the last one…
I winced.
I doubted I’d have access to one anyytime soon, which made escaping
difficult. I needed a weapon, anyy weapon, but what I wanted was the
dagger Vikter had given me.
I added that to myy plan that wasn’t quite a plan. At least, not yyet.
Kieran left shortlyy after I came out of the bathing chamber, locking
the door behind him. I doubted he went veryy far. Was probablyy standing
outside the door.
I started to braid myy still-dryying hair, but remembered the mark on
myy neck and let the strands hang loose. I then roamed the room aimlesslyy.
There was no avenue of escape. I couldn’t even fit through the window.
Was I going to be kept here until whenever time he deemed fit for me to
leave?
Sighing, I plopped down on the bed. It was soft, so much thicker than
the straw mat in the cell. I layy down, facing the door as I curled on myy
side.
What would happen when he returned for me? Would his seeming
acceptance of myy attempted murder change? Everyything he’d said about