“I suppose that’s progress.”
“What is?”
“You admitted your feet hurt.”
“I admitted no such thing.”
“You literally said they were dissatisfied.”
“That’s completely different.”
Kael watched the exchange beside him with the faintest hint of amusement.
“You’ve been spending too much time together already.”
Drake grinned.
“I know.”
“It’s fantastic.”
Thoren sighed, though the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth ruined the effect.
“Come on.”
He reached toward me.
“Let’s get you to dinner before your feet decide to organize a protest.”
Dinner had barely begun before Noah looked up from his mashed potatoes.
“Auntie Nev?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
He tilted his head.
“…What’s output?”
Every muscle in my body froze.
I inhaled at exactly the wrong moment. My tea immediately went dow
