ANNATORIA
“I know Kaelen whispered things to you last night,” he said, our feet slowly approaching the little roundness in the middle. “And Lyra attempted to scare you off with fake threats and anger.”
“So,” I gulped, “why? What’s going on?”
“They’re being dramatic.” Without a pause, he settled on the stone floor. While wondering if his butt didn’t ache from that motion, he gently tugged at my hand, and I lowered myself and allowed him to lay my head on his lap. “Ignore them.” With one hand tucked beneath my head, his sight fixed on my hair, which felt the most soothing caress seconds later. “Just look at me.” I was already focused on observing every angle of his face. “And only me.”
“Dayrian.” My fingers settled on his wrist. “The atmosphere seems… weird,” I whispered. “Like what you’
