At night, Travis and Kieran sat together in the garden with the wine glasses in their respective hands.
"Grandma looked truly happy at dinner," Travis said after a moment, swirling his glass thoughtfully. "Tell me, Kieran, do you think Leia will really marry you three soon?"
Kieran leaned back, his gaze drifting to the stars scattered above. He took a slow sip before answering. "Soon is a relative word. Ronan's been away for some time now, and Leia… well, she's not one to be rushed. I think she'll take her time before making that step."
Travis gave a small nod, his lips quirking into a hesitant smile. "I've started seeing someone," he confessed, lowering his voice as if sharing a secret with the night itself. "She's a beta."
Kieran raised his brows, curiosity flickering across his face. "Now that is interesting."
