Exton

The library is the biggest room open to guests. I see everyone comfortably seated, standing or however they take their ease. Tannr has an arm around Tori and is watching his brother carefully, as is Raina. Stoney rocks Gracie, the soft sound a comfort to both father and daughter. By the vague look in his eyes, I know he is speaking mentally with his wife, giving her strength while she waits.

The Wyldfae are sizing me up. Keon dropped to his knee, kissed my hand, and waited until I bid him to rise. While the others have accepted refreshments, only Erik and the two newcomers have refused. Erik... I understand the emotional stress that emanates from him in waves. The two Wyldfae have stationed themselves near him, so much like personal guards.

"My friends, I dare not interrupt Rowan and Mortuis, but I do have a servant waiting to alert us as soon as they can speak to us. Unfortunately, for now, we wait."