CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The woods appeared so foreign, shrouded as they were in the cover of night. I wouldn’t have been able to recognize the road if the stars hadn’t been twinkling so brightly above us. The fresh scent of pine mingled with the heavy dew of night, and I took a deep breath of satisfaction.
I turned around and smiled at my sole carriage companion, Will. “You’ve shown me so many wonderful sights, but I think the best one is the view of your lands.”
He grinned and looped his arm around my waist, drawing me against his side. “I think the best view is in here.”
I snorted and swatted my hand against his chest. “Do you practice these when I’m not around?”
He leaned down and rubbed the tip of his nose against mine. “Whenever will that be?”
“When you’re plotting with Raines to
