“Hello,” he said. I blinked at him as he joined me at the rail and rested his elbows against it, more casual than I’d ever seen him. “Hello,” I hesitantly replied. “Are you here for information? I don’t have any.” He shook his head. “Not tonight.” “Then why are you here?” He should have been dancing below, as he had earlier. He’d moved like quicksilver across the floor, light-footed and elegant. “I find balls dull.” “That’s no reason to spend time with a servant, much less a human.” He made a humming noise. “ ‘Much less’ isn’t any kind of term for you, Kenna.”
