The next morning, Suki sat on a bench in the parterre in front of her home, looking out at the cherry trees that she and her mother would pick together. She clenched onto the stone of her necklace, wishing her mother were here with her so she could ask for advice on everything that seemed to be going wrong around her.
“You seem deep in thought,” Reynard said.
Suki stood suddenly and turned to face him. “I’ve got a lot on my mind,” she said. Wanting to change the subject immediately, she looked him up and down. “Nice leathers, I almost forgot how hot and powerful you look in your warrior’s uniform.”
Rey chuckled, wrapping his arms around her in a warming embrace, “And you look entirely impeccable and beautiful in your formal leathers. Are you ready for me to escort you to Silver Moon?
