The dukes had dispersed at last, thankfully. We’d been in the war room so long, I felt like I may never see the outside world again. We’d relaxed as a group. I sat on the arm of Talon’s chair. His hand had wiggled under my clothes and he rubbed circles gently on my hipbone. Hanja stood behind Tyren, who was still seated. Loren had thrown his leg over the arm of his chair, reclining at an awkward angle. Finally, Wren was stretched sideways across Eon’s lap, legs hanging off their seat as he playe