I’m falling behind in all of this. I’m still dealing with the trigeminal neuralgia (to the point I was in the hospital for hours), my uncle died last weekend and I’m slammed with my sabbatical research presentation (it’s in a week) and then went with the family on a trip that went better than I imagined it would.

So I’m getting back into Kaleo’s story. He’s still in the middle of meeting Aneirin’s brother and they just learned he is not a sex worker by choice.

Kaleo stared at him, his eyes hardening. “No one is this nice.”

“Oh, he is that nice.” Rhisart reached over and shoved Aneirin. “Don’t worry, my brother isn’t perfect. If you let him get back into his office, you might not see him for days, and you’ll be rambling around here by yourself…well, I suppose Grimoald is almost always here.”

Kaleo wrinkled his nose. “I don’t think he likes me being here.”

Aneirin waved him off. “It’s his job to make sure my life runs smoothly and he takes that seriously.”

“In other words you’re the asteroid belt in the middle of an otherwise smooth flight plan.” Rhisart smirked.