Chapter Twenty-Eight
Trinity’s lips tightened on the words that wanted to spill. She didn’t know all the details. He’d been a child. Five-years-old. Surely the Fae didn’t expect their children to shoulder such responsibilities so young. She couldn’t help thinking about what she had been doing at that age. Beginning school. Playing with friends, getting into mischief. When this was done, she was going to show Emery how to have fun.
“You look like you don’t approve. Such a fierce expression.”
“He was a child.” The words escaped before she could prevent them.
Lili nodded. “He was always serious.” Laughter drew her attention, a smile forming. “I often said he needed to swap some of my younger boys’ mischief for his seriousness.”
Another lot of laughter drew Trinity to the window and she k
