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Duncan smirked. “She didn’t meet any of my other girlfriends.”

She pulled her eyes away from what looked like a Turner landscape hanging over the sideboard. “What?”

“She hasn’t met any of the other women I’ve dated,” Duncan said.

“Why not?”

He shrugged. “More trouble than it was worth, I suppose.”

“Are you saying that I’m trouble?”

“Yes, but you’re trouble thatisworth it.” He leaned over and kissed her. “Completely different situation.”

Carys sighed.What am I going to do with you?

The question kept pinging around in her mind.

She could move to Scotland. They needed teachers everywhere, right?

But Duncan had already offered to move to California.

His workshop was in Scone.

But he could work in California.

He had a mansion in Scotland.

But she loved her cozy little house.

“I can see those questions.” He tapped her temple. “Out with it.”

“Our future relationship plans don’t really seem like the thing to focus on right now.” She had weeks before she had to be back in California. “The Morrígan needs to be stopped before we talk about anything else, and since I’m the one who let her through to this world, it’s my job to stop her.”

“I know you think that but?—”

Nêrys.

“Cadell’s coming.”

She sat up as the dragon walked through the door. Cadell appeared, holding two plates, while Godrik waited behind him with a tray.

“What’s all this?” Duncan asked.

“An omelet.” The dragon set down a plate of eggs. “And this one has roasted potatoes, mushrooms, tomatoes, and bacon.”

Duncan stared at the second dish. “Where’s mine?”

“You have legs.” Cadell sat across from her. “Godrik will be feeding the women upstairs.”

Carys turned and watched the massive wolf duck under the doorway and back into the hall. “He got that food from the kitchen, right? I don’t need to worry that there’s a dead deer in Hyde Park?”

“He procured it from the efficient human in the kitchen named Randall.” Cadell looked at Carys. “Who cooks in enamel-clad dishes, I might add. Important that he not use any cast-iron for the fae.”

“I didn’t check on Naida this morning.” Carys tried to stand, but Duncan pulled her back to her seat.

“Eat, Carys. Godrik’s checking on Naida.” Duncan looked at Cadell. “And Laura?”

“She was up late, speaking with her brother in California,” Cadell said. “I thought I’d let her sleep.”