The sound of a throat clearing had Ashley sitting up in a flash. There was Henrik, staring at the scene in front of him with both of his eyebrows raised. Ashley steadily avoided his gaze, slowly taking her hand back from Rabastan and fiddling with the flower in her hair. She didn’t need a mirror to know that she was blushing. She was embarrassed, because for some reason, Henrik was making her feel like she’d just been caught doing something she shouldn’t have been doing. Moko’s teasing didn’t help the situation either.