"Damn," Theodore muttered, shaking his head. "Remind me never to get on your bad side, Veylor."
Azrael raised an eyebrow, but said nothing, watching Rhydric with that calculating calm of his.
The teasing picked back up a moment later, Eryx shoving Theodore's shoulder, Theodore shoving back, Azrael laughing under his breath. The weight lifted—until all four pairs of eyes shifted.
It started with Theodore. His gaze flicked past the crowd and stilled, his lips twitching into something almost sly.
Then Azrael followed the line of his sight, his calm expression sharpening with intrigue.
Eryx was next, catching their stares and turning his head, his grin slowing into something heavier, hotter.
Finally, Rhydric looked and his eyes locked instantly.
Athena.
She stood not too far away, Felicia buzzing beside her like always, but Athena stayed relaxed until all four of them were staring. She hadn't even realized, they were all staring at her until her eyes caught theirs.
