Sienna's POV

“I…” My words catch as I take in the lush garden and the faces around me—people who have treated us like we belong. “I think I’d really like that.”

Eveline’s whole expression brightens. “Good. Because I’ve been wanting a chance to talk to you about you and Damien.”

Minerva lets out a sound that’s half laugh, half hum. “Well, that’s my sign to disappear. Come on, little one. Let’s go hunt down the cookie ...