Beatrice POV
I was practicing my telekinesis in the courtyard when all four of my brothers appeared at once. That was never a good sign.
"What did I do?" I asked, setting down the stones I'd been levitating.
"Nothing," Theron said but he looked uncomfortable. "We need to talk to you about something."
"That sounds ominous," I said.
"It's not bad," Corin said quickly. "Just... unexpected."
I sat on the stone bench. "Okay. What is it?"
The brothers exchanged looks. Nobody seemed to want to start.
"Oh for Moon's sake," Silas said finally. "Someone wants to court you. Formally. He asked for permission and we gave it."
I stared at him. "What?"
"A suitor," Silas repeated. "You know. Courting. Romance. Potential mate situation."
My brain refused to process the words. "No."
"Yes," Kaele
