Kol was sitting in the clearing, a book in his hand as he read to keep himself busy as he waited for Freya. She had been in the archives for an hour and a half so he had made his way to the clearing, busying himself until she messaged him fifteen minutes ago, letting him know she was on her way. After a few moments of sitting there in silence, the sound of a twig snapping made his ear twitch as the corner of his lip tilted up as he smelt shea butter and vanilla rushing up from behind him.
"Have you been waiting long?" She asked, taking in his position as he placed a bookmark in the place in his book. Kol shook his head, standing before he gestured towards the bushes.
