Kane found Ronan alone in the manor's east corridor less than an hour later, having apparently abandoned all pretense of patience somewhere between the window and the stairs, and the confrontation that followed was, in Wren's opinion, watching from a discreet distance with growing exasperation, equal parts terrifying and completely, embarrassingly absurd.
"A word," Kane said, and it was not, by any stretch, phrased as a request.
"Of course." Ronan straightened, visibly bracing himself, though he held his ground with more composure than Wren had expected. "I assume this concerns the garden."
"It concerns the fact that you spent the better part of an hour laughing with my intended mate in a private garden, while I watched from a window like some jealous fool with no claim to the conversat
