By the time Bastian, Twyla and Raven returned to the castle, all Twyla wanted to do was curl up against Bastian's chest and sleep.
"Go away, Raven," Bastian brushed off.
The spymaster rolled her eyes and vanished. Raven moved so fast, Twyla was never sure if she could teleport like Sebastian or if she was actually moving.
"Do we need to call her back?" Bastian's voice whispered into Twyla's ear. Twyla jerked back and stopped staring at the space where Raven had been.
"I was just wondering how she moved that fast."
Bastian laughed. "Oh yes. Even I can't figure out how she does it."
He pulled her in close. "So… What do you want to do now?" he purred into her hair.
She sighed as her body relaxed into him. "Something slow and warm…" She ran her hands ever so carefully along his arms. He shivered at her delicate touch and she enjoyed the rippling of his strong muscles.
"Twilight."
