"Are you sure it was a good thing to leave your mate in there on her own?" Alwyn asked as we walked away from the council room.
"They all need to get used to her," I replied. "Plus, Kit is there. I trust that he won't let them say anything too out of line."
Alwyn shook his head.
"I hope you're right," he muttered.
"Flora is strong anyway," I said. "I'm sure there's nothing that any of them could say that would get to her."
"Gotta agree with you there, friend," he replied with a smile. "Flora can hold her own and not a lot gets to her. It's refreshing."
"Never call my mate refreshing again," I ordered.
Alwyn threw his hands up in surrender as he laughed.
"I love that you found your mate," he said. "She's so perfect for you. A little spitfire that you get to fawn all over."
I smiled
