Aiden shook his head and mumbled. "I don't get her sometimes." Gavriel sat down in the wingback chair next to them and picked up a copy of the Lycaonian Herald, the city's newspaper. "We are not meant to. Only get concerned if they are not smiling," he advised. Aiden brightened. "Sounds good to me." Meryn looked at Elizabeth and rolled her eyes. "Men!"
