The phone rang from somewhere in the sofa cushions. I dug it out and saw Ronan's name on the screen.
"Sere!" His voice came through loud enough that I held the phone away from my ear. "You're a grown woman now! Put on something good and come downstairs. I am taking you to your adult celebration."
I leaned over the balcony railing and looked down. The Thornveil escort car Ronan had requisitioned was idling at the kerb, and through the window I could see his arm already hanging out of the driver's side.
I was downstairs in four minutes.
He inspected me from hat to boots with the critical eye of someone who had planned a different outfit for me. "Where's the dress I told you to wear?"
"I didn't wear it."
He shuddered theatrically. "Probably for the best. Kael would have made my life ver
