We all had.īut Elain, it seemed, was as sleepless as me, especially after my stinging talk with Nesta that even the wine I’d returned home to drink couldn’t dull, and she wanted to see if I was game for a walk about the city, providing me with the perfect excuse to head out for more shopping.ĭecadent-it felt decadent, and selfish, to shop, even if it was for people I loved. Both my mate and Mor were still sleeping, and I’d been content to let them continue doing so. Mor had taken my old bedroom, not minding the clutter I’d added, and Amren had gone back to her own apartment when we’d finally drifted to sleep in the early hours of the morning. Mercifully, Elain quietly approached me at breakfast, Cassian still passed out on the couch in the sitting room across the foyer and no sign of Azriel where he’d fallen asleep on the couch across from him, both too lazy-and perhaps a little drunk, after all the wine we’d had last night-to make the trek up to the tiny spare bedroom they’d be sharing during Solstice. I had yet to find or even come up with a vague idea for what to give Rhysand for Solstice. Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Young Adult Fiction, Action & Adventure, General
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