Chapter 6When Cashel entered the small dining hall, it was with some urgency. “Evie,” he called out, hurrying to her side. “You sent word that we have—” His eyes strayed across the table to me, widening.
“Yes,” Evie said, barely containing her grin. “Your cousin, Sebastian, arrived just this morning. Isn’t this wonderful?”
“Sebastian?” Cashel looked more confused than surprised. “But Sebastian is travelling—”
“Cousin!” I rose from the table and swiftly gathered him into an embrace. Squeezing him hard in my arms, I allowed myself the luxury of burying my nose in the soft tresses of his hair and inhaling deeply.
Cashel was limp in my arms, and simply stared at me when I pulled back to look at him. I couldn’t blame him for being surprised, I did look quite different. Evie and Tansy had do
