It was too late for me to take Killian's offer to join him in the councils meeting so instead I was stuck with Aurora. One hour with her and I was almost having a mental breakdown from all the information that was being pressed into the side of my brain.

She hasn't stopped talking yet. She had gone on and on about floral patterns, modern and farm aesthetics and a bunch of more than random things I hadn't been paying attention too.

"You're not listening," she whined pitifully. In her defense I truly wasn't I was stuck in my own little world of make belief.

"Sorry, I just don't get...