Cass found himself whipped into a waiting room, tea set up, sweet treats shoved into his hands and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders before he even had time to register what was happening.
All by a smiling, happy fairy who could speak to the trees and plants around them.
"A little birdie told me that you aren't doing so well. So, eat up, drink up, I think you'll need it from the way those two bumbling idiots were shadows of masculine energy behind you. All big, strong, and looking at you like you're a damn feast." Ser Hune said with a smile. Cass felt his blush going all the way to his ears.
Fiona was still in the room!
"T-T-That's-" Ser Hune waved a hand, dismissing his response easily.
"We're not judging that, are we, Lady Fiona?" Fiona, who had been sitting across from Cass on a comfy loveseat jumped, before she shook her head. Her face was frozen in a shocked expression, but she was more looking at Ser Hune than Cass.
