Kira had just finished her clinic visit and was heading back to the packhouse, Gavin ambling along beside her, when a car pulled into the driveway.
She stopped, blinking against the bright glare on the windscreen. When the driver's side door swung open and Connor stepped out, a warm smile began to spread across her face at the sight of him.
Then the door on the other side opened, and Declan stepped out, and the smile died on her lips.
"Connor," she said slowly, her eyes flicking between the two men. "What's going on? Did you get lost on the way to a military parade?"
Connor chuckled softly. But Declan came closer, dipped into a small bow, and greeted her respectfully.
"Your Highness."
Kira regarded him coolly and returned the greeting, giving him nothing more than politeness demanded. "Good morning to you too."
"I'd like to speak with you," Declan said. "If you don't mind. Only for a few minutes."
