It was a rather awkward way to end the night, since Sir Forsythe was so rigid and emotional in a not obvious way as he was leaving. Cass was also feeling emotional, so much so that he practically forgot about the dragon he was sharing the room with and began undressing near the bed after he had seen Sir Forsythe to the door.
Lucian didn't say a thing, and Cass didn't realise what he was doing until he had his pants off, his shirt hanging around his butt. He was literally caught with his pants down as he noticed Lucian's eyes glinting in the glass of the windows that he hadn't pulled the curtains over.
Cass' expression almost looked comically shocked, while a smile crossed Lucian's expression.
