“Meet your bodyguard.” The words weren’t even out of his mouth before Mische was pushing past him, the grin on her face bright enough to light up the darkest corners of the castle. And Goddess damn me if I didn’t find myself returning it. Raihn put his hand—gently—on her shoulder, as if to physically restrain her from throwing herself at me. But she caught herself at the last minute anyway, stopping short of hugging me and instead offering me an enthusiastic, if awkward, wave. “I missed you!” she blurted out. Honestly? I’d missed her, too.
