*Killian*
Having spotted the coaches from an upstairs window, I escort Tia outside so we can welcome our guests. I’m not surprised that the four coaches arrive at the same time, two bearing the Ashebury crest and the others bearing the Greyfur crest. I had assumed that my friends would meet up so they could arrive together in order to receive the same first impression of my mate.
I don’t know why Tia’s nervousness calls to my protective nature. Perhaps because since she’s came to the castle she’s been so fiercely independent, stood toe to toe with me, that I’ve assumed she never doubts, never wavers, never has second thoughts. I don’t like her appearing vulnerable, susceptible to hurt. Had I opened my door to see the worry in her eyes and the number of times she licks her lips while wait
