Chapter 57

• The night air conveyed a fragile chill, kissing my skin as it moved through the gallery. Stirring leaves murmured mysteries of the world past, while stars decorated the velvet sky like gleaming gems, projecting a delicate sparkle that painted the environmental elements in a divine embroidery. The environment held a quality of expectation as though the actual universe paused its breathing in status for the unfurling section.
• Resting up against the overhang railing, I felt the coolness of the metal leak through the texture of my garments. My look waited on the endlessness of the evening, the serene excellence a differentiation to the violent feelings that had shaded my excursion so far.
• Turning my head, I spotted Jason drawing nearer, his presence a quieting shelter in the midst of the turbulent vulnerability. I offered him a little grin, my voice a perky mix of interest. "In this way, have you come to visit now that you've understood Rhysand's no longer available?" I prodded a flash of humor as would be natural for me.