I sit back down and grab my tumbler. “Is this safe to drink?” I ask, pointing to my glass. “Yes.” “Oh good.” I take a sip. “I release you from my glamour.” Janus staggers back a step. “Gods above.” Hastily, his wings disappear. “That was…” “Horribly invasive,” Des says. “I know. Isn’t my mate exquisite?”
