Kyllian, who had been leaning in the background, finally broke the silence. "I will leave you both to catch up," he said evenly, though his eyes lingered on Luna longer than necessary, a shadow of reluctance crossing his features. He turned on his heel and left, his heavy steps fading into the stone corridors.
The door had barely clicked shut before Damien's voice came. "I'm going to go see my son when I leave here." His eyes blazed with a determination that brooked no compromise.
Luna's hand shot out, grasping his wrist. "No… Damien. You cannot. We cannot see him right now. Doctor Thessa is there with him." She swallowed hard, fighting the lump in her throat. Every fiber of her being wanted to run to her child.
