Lilia POV
Jude Faolan held her mother’s arm when they walked towards Cresta House. Always protective and gallant, he looked after women. But he clung to Ravyn tightly, as he had once done with his mate Emer when she was alive.
Escorting a group of wood elves who had traveled to pay their respects to Princess Thessalia and Prince Dirge, Lilia read the energy between her mother and Jude. Close. Familiar. More than they had been in the last three years.
They looked fresh and no worse for wear after being caught in the sandstorm. And when had her mother last smiled like that, except around her grandchildren?
Jude murmured something to Lilia's mother and Ravyn gave him one of her affectionate amused looks. The kind that she only gave to family.
Jude had communicated to them about Lilia’s f
