Amber met Treon’s gaze, trying to figure out the emotion she saw in their depths. “It wasn’t pretty.” She’d been consumed with pain and anger, believing Kade dead.
“I envy him.”
She couldn’t miss the depth of the emotions in his voice. Her lips slowly curved into a smile. “I wouldn’t if I was you. There’s probably been more than a few times when he’s wondered what he’s got himself into.”
Treon laughed. “I’m sure there has been. You seem to have a rather strong personality.”
Amber’s smile became a grin. “That’s one way of putting it. My grandmother doesn’t put it quite so nicely.”
Treon’s smile faded at the word ‘grandmother’. “We should go.”
She felt like she should apologise. “Ronan has promised to return Brigitte to her world. Soon she won’t be a problem for you.”
“Do you really w
