Oblivious to the crush she harbored, I assumed it was just pack politics stinging her pride.
“You're very mature, Jessy. So I hope you understand that alliances could thrive without marriage.”
"I appreciate your honesty. But to make up for it, let me invite you to dinner. Consider it my apology for any part Silverfang played in the mess."
I hesitated for a beat, the invitation catching me off guard. Dinner? It seemed harmless, a courteous gesture to smooth over the disrupted plans. I nodded out of politeness. No harm in maintaining good relations; Ronan was a solid ally, and Jessy had always been gracious.
"Sure, Jessy. Dinner sounds fine. When were you thinking?"
Her smile brightened slightly. "Tomorrow night? There's a quiet spot near the border. I'll text you the detail
