Talon and Diana entered the food hall together the following morning. Talon’s hand remained at Diana’s lower back, not because she truly needed support anymore, but because after nearly losing her, he seemed unwilling to let too much distance exist between them.
Diana noticed. Of course she noticed. But this time, she did not say anything. Because truthfully— she liked it.
The food hall was already alive with movement. Warriors eating before training. Healers talking quietly near one corner. Parents helping their pups with breakfast. The warm scent of food filled the room. Yet Talon and Diana noticed Damon and Willow immediately. Not because they were the Rogue King and his Luna. Not because they stood at the center of the room.
But because they were surrounded. Completely surrounded. P
