Let me see if I understand this,” Jaenelle said.[…]”You and Falonar have decided to go your own ways,” Jaenelle said with a patience that made Surreal wary.She shrugged. “It was a mutual decision.” The bastard.”Uh-huh....

Mud ? They’re going to put mud on my face ?””You’ll love it.””Whenever the kitties and I played stalk and pounce and we ended up muddy, everyone frowned about it.”Surreal grunted softly. Only Jaenelle referred...