He summoned up a smirk, letting it play over his broad features, like the insinuation was true, and more.
"She said she was homesick. I just wanted to be...thorough."
He walked over to the bar to drop off the cognac. Taras picked up Ilarion's bottle, holding it up and swirling the amber liquid within, making a show of examining what was left.
His pulse was racing for a reason he didn't understand, and he couldn't quite bring himself to look at Ilarion. Not yet.
"Looks like you did all right without me."
Taras pulled out a fresh glass and poured himself some wine.
"Did I miss anything? Or are you ready to call it a night?"
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He summoned up a smirk, letting it play over his broad features, like the insinuation was true, and more.
"She said she was homesick. I just wanted to be...thorough."
He walked over to the bar to drop off the cognac. Taras picked up Ilarion's bottle, holding it up and swirling the amber liquid within, making a show of examining what was left.
His pulse was racing for a reason he didn't understand, and he couldn't quite bring himself to look at Ilarion. Not yet.
"Looks like you did all right without me."
Taras pulled out a fresh glass and poured himself some wine.
"Did I miss anything? Or are you ready to call it a night?"