Aria POV
Kaia and I both stared at each other briefly. "Bram had business with the southern court. I insisted on coming." She looked me over, head to hem. "You look well. Married life suits you, I suppose, I mean, you're married to a Lycan, what can one expect, you're out of your league..." she glanced around, lowering her voice with false delicacy, "even though he is a dethroned king." I knew where she was going with it, but I kept quiet. There was nothing I could say that she'd actually hear. "Bram's doing wonderfully, by the way." She didn't wait for me to ask. "Our bond formed almost instantly, you know. Not like..." a small, apologetic shrug, wrapped in false sympathy, "well. Not like it was for you two. He's expanded the pack's trade lines, did you know that? Two new alliances since
