Aro
They came upon Mudflat in mid-afternoon, much to Aro's relief. Hard riding was not his choice of activities following a sevenday of heavy drinking. Though he was sure it was the last time he'd be doing any drinking in the first place, for which he was grateful, too. More specifically grateful to Ghia, even if the girl was a meddling know-it-all. He smiled at the thought, and glanced over to where the young healer slept in the saddle, leaning against Jules. The CMO looked incredibly uncomfortable, as he had the whole ride, and Aro didn't blame him one bit. It would be a trial for any red-blooded woman to keep her control, having the object of her affection on her lap for two days straight.
It hadn't escaped his notice that Jules was besotted with Ghia, and she with him. Just as Yarrow
