Chapter 59

• ASHTON
• The conversation abruptly halted as the door creaked open. Willow and Lincoln entered, carrying trays of coffee for everyone. Willow handed me a mug of hot tea, and we all dispersed around the study.
• Lennox and I were the only ones still standing. While he leaned against a bookshelf, absentmindedly playing with a handheld wooden puzzle he had already solved twice, I held my mug of tea and listened to the conversation drift towards FanCon-related matters and logistics.