I smiled as Chambrelle Strait greeted me with a smile and a bow just as the sun set.

"Perfect timing," she said, red hair twisted into a no-nonsense knot, pale green eyes sparkling. "Her Majesty will be rising soon."

"Her Majesty has already risen." I turned to the sound of Sunny's voice, ran to hug her, Uncle Frank, as the pair of them, bodies still cold from sleep, squeezed me between them.

Good thing my temperature sensation was turned off again. Nothing worse ...