about them."
Miran could have opted to stop her, they had already arrived. But as he placed his hand on the energy scanner at the door, he had to admit that he was interested in knowing what Reyna thought of him and of Dorian. The scanner pinged as the door opened.
The house was just as he had left it. He felt at home within its white colored walls. The sense of pride he felt as he looked around couldn't be compared. Miran had bought the house on impulse. All his life he couldn't remember having anything that could be called his. Every single thing that he had came with his title, all except the house he was in.
