The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 446) Drink Up
“I apologize, it’s a little chilly in here, but I did not feel a fire would be appropriate,” Crispin states carefully as he continues to look at Lyla. She takes a sip of the tea he prepared and coughs slightly as she swallows.
“So, I take it your Grandmother’s secret ingredient is whiskey.” Lyla says as she coughs again and then laughs.
“Ah, what butter and whiskey won’t cure, there is no cure for.” He says with a laugh but then they both grow silent for several seconds. “It has all caught up with you, hasn’t it?” he asks. Lyla nods yes in response as she looks down and thinks of the events from the past few days. “Drink up and I’ll show you to your room.”
Crispin pours a cup of tea for himself and they sit together quietly as the music plays softly. Even though the conversation is slow, they are both content and comfortable as they sip their drink.
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