The night was cold and crisp and Thane's body lacked the warmth to ward off the chill Ashlynn felt as they raced through the night to the distant Lothian villa. Hours passed in near complete silence as neither of Nyrielle's progeny spoke for the duration of the trip, leaving Ashlynn alone with her thoughts.
From what she had read when preparing to marry Owain, she knew that the Summer Villa had been a treasure of the Lothian family for generations. While they referred to it as a villa, the combination of outer and inner walls gave the luxurious manor several attributes of a country fortress and a number of storied battles had even been fought at the villa.
