Several hours after he knelt before Lady Ashlynn, as he made his way to the evening's dinner, Liam didn't know if he'd made the right decision or not when he asked if she had a place for him in her coven.
"A coven is a family, Liam Dunn," she'd said after looking at him for what felt like several minutes. "Asking to join one is close to proposing marriage. Is that what you're trying to do?"
She was smiling when she said it, but her tone carried a hint of warning, as if he'd come very close to making a horrible mistake that could have dire consequences if he kept pushing forward.
"If you can convince your father to accept my terms, then you can follow me, Liam," Ashlynn said as she helped him to his feet. "Whether or not there is ever a place for you in my coven remains to be seen," she said, neither accepting nor refusing him.
