Uki stood, in her traditional werewolf dress, and Fitz took hold of her, wrapping his sister into his warm embrace.
“You have grown three inches since we last saw each other,” he commented.
“I know,” Uki grinned, craning her neck to see if she could get a glimpse of the woman that her brother had brought to Neutraliss with him. Sadly, she was nowhere to be found.
“Where is she?” Uki grinned, getting straight to the point.
“Miss Eliza Whitestone, is residing in her room at present. It was a long journey under the cover of night fall,” Fitz explained.
“Why no courtiers or enforcers?” Uki asked, furrowing her brow slightly.
Fitz sighed, and led his sister to the tanned hide couch, inviting her to sit, before really taking her in.
“Why are you in such warm clothing?” he counter q
