"The stables?" Neveah asked Menarx with a raised brow, recognizing the direction they were headed in.
Through all the time it had taken to leave dragon keep and walk out into the courtyard, Neveah and Menarx had been the center of all attention and Menarx was visibly pleased with it.
His usually gloomy expression was nowhere to be found and what Neveah knew to be a rare smile since Menarx rarely smiled had graduated into a large grin,
This grin had been set on Menarx's lips since Neveah emerged from the audience hall and as rare as Menarx's smile was the fact that this smile truly lit up his eyes.
Menarx's every expression was honest and genuine and Neveah could not even begin to figure out what she had done to be awarded such a brilliant smile.
Was having her acceptance truly enough to make someone so happy? Neveah did not think so... even her own mate had thought otherwise.
