“My poor Illyrian baby. We certainly do torment you, don‘t we?
Rhys‘s Amusement rippled toward me, caressing my innermost self with night-veiled hands. But it halted, vanishing as quickly as it had come. Cassian‘s getting into it with Devlon. I‘ll check in later.
With a loving brush against my senses, he was gone. I‘d get a full report about it soon, but for now...
I smiled at the snow waltzing outside the windows.”