"What are you doing?" Soleia asked woodenly, not daring to breathe at the sudden addition to her bed. This was her private space, and Orion had intruded without a single word of greeting. "Get out."
"Not until you tell me what has been going on," Orion said, wrapping his arms around her body. She felt warmth flooding into her against her will. Orion's very presence seemed to heat up the tiny enclave underneath the blanket.
"I do not understand," he said, though his voice was noticeably much softer than it was before, tinged with the patience he did not have ever since Elowyn's necklace had been disposed of. "Where is Elowyn?"
