Kael
Drake shut the bedroom door behind us and leaned against it as though he intended to prevent the rest of the castle from following us inside.
“I swear to the gods, if someone knocks on that door in the next hour, I am pretending we are not here.”
“You are incapable of pretending you are not anywhere.”
“I can be quiet.”
I looked at him.
He crossed the room and stopped in front of me. The humor remained in his expression, but I knew him well enough now to see what lived beneath it. The last few days had been hell for him watching Nevara go through so much.
Then somehow, at the end of all that terror, there had been a tiny white-haired girl calling him Loud Man inside his head.
Drake rested both hands against my chest. “You are doing it again.”
“Doing what?”
“Thinking so loudl
