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"Lórcan?"
Mae had stirred when he had gently eased her off his chest and onto the sofa. She had had every intention of drifting back off to sleep in the warm spot he had left behind when she had heard the door open with a soft stick. Blearily she opened her eyes. The fire had guttered and died in the hearth and the room was full of the night. Where was he going at this hour?
With a groan she rolled to her feet, dragging the blanket with her, and tottled outside to see him drop to his knees.
"Lórcan?" Her voice was thick with sleep and she rubbed at her eye drowsily. "What are you doing out here? It's freezing."
Mae had stirred when he had gently eased her off his chest and onto the sofa. She had had every intention of drifting back off to sleep in the warm spot he had left behind when she had heard the door open with a soft stick. Blearily she opened her eyes. The fire had guttered and died in the hearth and the room was full of the night. Where was he going at this hour?
With a groan she rolled to her feet, dragging the blanket with her, and tottled outside to see him drop to his knees.
"Lórcan?" Her voice was thick with sleep and she rubbed at her eye drowsily. "What are you doing out here? It's freezing."