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“Okay, honey. Speak soon,” I said.

“We will, sweetheart. Have a good day.”

“You too.”

We ended the comm, and I had to give it time to process that I bitched about what was going on with my friend, and in less than twenty-four hours, my male arranged it so warriors from three realms were going to solve her problems (or, at least, alleviate them).

I was worried about Gayle.

I was worried about how difficult it was proving to find Tatra.

But above all this.

I was happy.

That was scary.

And absolutely mega.

Chapter 14

Goner

Sitting in the soni-jet on the way up to Sky’s Edge, I looked up from my tablet when Nayden left the cockpit to do another search of the cabin, like a being could dissipate on a cellular level somewhere else and reanimate inside the jet.

Which was ridiculous.

Usually, after he did this, he went back to the cockpit.

This time, he sat down in a seat across the cabin from me.

I was on my tablet, adding to the saved items I wanted to show Tanyn for the refurb of Sigil.

I’d asked Zyr to go through, uncover and send pics of what was already there to see if there was anything I wanted, and if it could be salvaged.

Most of it had been ruined by the damp and cold.

I even had to request she stop sending pics of the paintings on the walls, because most of them were watermarked, or the paint had chipped or faded, and the loss of these historical pieces was such a waste, I couldn’t bear looking at them.

“We’re ten minutes out,” Nayden said.

I looked up from my tablet to him, then out the window of the jet to see the lights of Abyssinia getting closer and closer.

I turned back to Nayden. “Do you have someone special you’re going home to?”

“I’m sorry?” he asked.

We had not gotten personal. We’d not gotten anything at all. He tolerated me. He protected me. He commanded the crew who also protected me.

And that was it.

“A female? A male? A partner? Someone special,” I explained.

“No,” he said shortly and looked away from me.

All right.

Still at tolerating.