AYLETH
When they finally reached the cottage, Ayleth's mouth dropped open. "Falek, why did you never bring me here?" she asked quietly as the horses wove between the trees on a narrow dirt road that opened within hedgerows.
A brook burbled behind the small house, it's thatched roof and peaked windows overlooking a tiny lawn and garden inside the gate.
It was the smallest, but most appealing home Ayleth had ever had the pleasure to attend and she looked at Etan with wide eyes. But his gaze in return was hooded and hot.
