Cae fell abruptly silent, smiling stupidly at Velasin, who was smiling at him. No, not just smiling—grinning, the bright expression transforming his features from beautiful to extraordinary. The breath caught in Cae’s chest, though he somehow retained the power of speech. “We are rather hopeless at all this, aren’t we?” “Just a bit,” said Velasin, and with a huff of laughter, he vanished into his room. Cae turned in such a daze that he very nearly smacked his forehead into the bathroom door.
