"You look stunning." A voice sounded from directly behind Cora, as expected, she looked over her shoulder, tossing a glance at the druid standing by her bedroom door.
"I thought I left you at the bar." Cora said, staring back at the mirror, fixing her hair.
"Yes you did." Dritan said, both hands in his pockets. "But I followed you anyways, knowing you plan to involve the triplets, it must be something risky." He added, standing a few feet behind her.
"Did he ask you to look after me?." Cora asked with a lack of interest in her tone.
"He's waiting for me actually, I came here on my own accord. You're not the most calculated person on the planet."
"And you're definitely not blunt." Cora blurted out in a flat tone, clearly being sarcastic. A smile found it's way to his lower lips, as he took another step beside her.
