“Is this where you throw your glasses around and brood in the dark now?”

Naya’s voice broke through the hush of the study before she even realized she was speaking. The words came out softer than she intended, carrying more worry than wit, but they still earned the faintest tilt of Adrian’s head in her direction.

He didn’t answer.

She hovered at the threshold, fingers brushing the wood of the doorframe, as her eyes adjusted to the dim. The only light came from the city beyond ...