Chapter 350: Eyes in the Dark
Sophia didn't answer Brynhild immediately.
The fire crackled softly nearby, the sound steady and low, while the house breathed around them—wood settling, embers shifting, the faint rhythm of a place that had learned how to be quiet when a child slept. Brynhild tilted her head slightly, as if listening not to the room but to Sophia herself.
Sophia finally sighed. "What gave it away?"
Brynhild's lips curved, not into a smile exactly, but into something knowing. She lifted one hand and gestured vaguely in Sophia's direction, fingers loose, unseeing eyes fixed on nothing and everything at once. "You did," she said simply. "You're not being your usual self."
Sophia huffed a small laugh. "That obvious?"
"No," Brynhild replied calmly. "Not obvious. Anyone else wouldn't notice. But I know you."
