*Lena*
The air was warm and humid in the atrium, which was probably my favorite room in the entire castle. Three-story-high windows towered over us as Xander and I sat in wicker chairs in the center of the room.
The windows were dripping with moisture, and the air was thick. It felt amazing, and Alexis seemed to like it, too. She'd been sleeping peacefully in Xander's arms for the last half hour without stirring.
Xander had his eyes closed as he rocked her in his chair, and I was busy looking around at the huge tropical plants that were older than I was, some likely forty or fifty years old at this point.
I yawned hugely, blinking into the muted afternoon light shimmering against the water droplets trickling down the glass panes. The sliding door to the atrium slid open, and Adrian
