Grace
The next morning, I hopped out of bed around the same time Charles did. Despite the soft strains still lingering in my body, I was happy and practically floated through the house with a smile that refused to be contained on my face. Eason was back. Charles and I ate breakfast together and shared a kiss goodbye before he headed out. I fed Cecil and Richard and was bouncing on my toes with excitement as Eason made his way downstairs.
"You're glowing... and bouncing." Eason quirked an eyebrow at me. "Had a good night?"
"Shut it," I scowled at him. "Breakfast and some of that fancy coffee from the Clans."
He smiled and settled down beside Cecil and wiped the syrup from her face. I grinned, basking in the warmth of having my brother back in the house. The regret of ever letting hi
