Chapter 121

Elodie’s POV

I barely had time to catch my breath before the sketches took over the room again.

Theon’s hands moved like he was possessed, pencil flying across the page, tracing vague impressions and flashes he could barely remember. Everyone watched quietly, leaning forward, murmuring at the edges, but my eyes were fixed on the lines emerging on the page.

When Theon finally set his pencil down,