Page 118 of The Sin Binder's Chains

Luna, watching this train wreck unfold, tilts her head. “I hate that you two are probably right.”

Elias grins at her. “You say that now, but when we finally find them and Ambrose tries to reason with Branwen, I’m gonna be standing there, waiting for my apology.”

Silas nods, solemn. “We’ll accept it with grace and humility.”

Luna blinks slowly. “You two don’t have a single serious bone in your bodies, do you?”

Elias grins. “Nah, I do, but it only comes out when I’m- ”

Silas claps a hand over his mouth. “Don’t. Even.”

Elias winks at her, muffled nonsense spilling out against Silas’s palm.

I sigh, turning to Lucien. “Why do we keep them?”

Lucien does not look up from where he’s sharpening a blade. “Entertainment.”

Silas beams. “See? He loves us.”

Elias finally wrestles free. “Yeah, yeah, we’re all best friends. Now, let’s go find our runaway grooms.”

And, somehow, despite everything, Luna smirks.

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