That earned my whole attention. “No. Do you know what is disrespectful?” She blinked, then raised a daring and slender brow. “You.” I smiled brightly. “Sitting on my betrothed’s lap.” Phineus coughed, thumping his chest as he gave in and laughed. Ruelle glowered. “Unlike you, halfling, I am wanted here.” “But you’re not,” Atakan said, then promptly picked her up and dropped her into the seat beside him.
