I doubt she would miss our night in the Fort unless absolutely necessary. She likely got busy with Paedyn. Maybe forced to help with some fashion emergency. I smile slightly at the thought. She’s probably having the time of her life telling people what to wear and how to wear it. I sigh, gathering my legs beneath me to stand. She got busy; I’m sure of it. And she will profusely apologize to me for simply doing her job. I’ll tell her that she owes me a kiss. Maybe two. Maybe a dozen.
