Chapter Twenty-Four
Brea
Sunlight heated the stones under Brea’s bare feet as she entered the courtyard, her courtyard. The n***d-dude fountain smiled at her like it had missed her—but that was her weary eyes playing tricks on her.
“Did you guys miss me?” It was a question she’d asked them over and over, waiting for an answer like a crazy person. She smiled up at the guys, her eyes roaming past the sculpted butts that couldn’t have been a real interpretation. She’d seen a real male butt now, and they definitely didn’t look like that. A laugh bubbled out of her, and she took a seat on the edge of the fountain, swirling one hand into the crystal water.
Nausea rose in her, but she held it back. She’d had a lingering sickness over the weeks since returning to Eldur.
Pulling a coin from a
