“Do you want me to carry you?” Rowen teased, knowing how much she’d enjoyed being carried by Sylan the first time. Sera rolled her eyes in her typical faux-independent way before hedging, “I wouldn’t mind if it means we get there faster.” Silently, Sylan swept in and scooped her up before Rowen could. “This is my job.” Rowen scowled. “You know you have to share her, right?”
