“Why didn’t you ever mention her?”
“Because she’s got enough to deal with without adding fending off advances from more dark fae than she can shake a wand at.”
Jennel grinned.“She got her witch qualification?”
“She did.”
Day-ek rubbed his head.“You have a little sister?”
“Shut up, Day-ek.”
The orc snorted.“Wait, where did you meet Jennel?”
Solor sighed.“She had to swear fealty to me as she entered the city before the moving trucks arrived.I gave her the authorization that she took to Matthias to indicate that our kind wasn’t hunting her.”
Day-ek frowned.“I don’t like owing you for my mate.”
“You don’t.She came here with a plan, and I was just a part of it.”Solor shrugged.“Come in.You have serious-talk face.”
He walked into the house, where the white-and-black theme was joined by gold and silver.Jennel smiled and said, “Who is your decorator?This is amazing.”
He paused.“My sister redid the interiors for her sixteenth birthday.”
Jennel smiled.“Big party?”
“No.She doesn’t make friends easily.The decorating was her party.”Solor grimaced.“It is why the council decided to ease her into an engagement.”
Jennel sighed.“Just be sure that it doesn’t blow up in your face.From what I remember, Myor is a little headstrong when she wants to be.”
Jennor froze.“Myor?Singing sensation Myor?”
Solor sighed.“Yes.And no, you are not getting an autograph.”
Jennor chuckled.“I was thinking of Greta; she’s a big fan.”
Jennel grinned.“So is Corit when he thinks I am not watching.”
Solor snorted.“This is interesting and all, and I am sure that Myor would be happy to meet and greet or sign some stuff.That isn’t why you are here.”
He walked into some kind of sitting room and settled in the chair near the fireplace.“Okay, so why are you here?”
Jennel wrinkled her nose.“Do you know Medic Mills?”
He sat straight.“Nylora?What about her?Is she okay?”
Approaching footfalls distracted her, and she recognized another of the night shift XIA agents by sight.
Jennor cocked his head.“Demuel, I am surprised you are here?”
“Why?I live here.”
The man looked almost like a dark elf, but there was something about the angle of his ears that was wrong.
Demuel walked in.“What are we chatting about?”
Solor was vibrating with tension.“Nylora.Jennel wanted to talk to me about her.”
Jennel sighed.“I am just going to say it.Did you and Nylora have sex about six months ago?”
