" A couple of months. This is actually my "steeping out" night. I've been kind of a recluse."
Nathan stepped in just a hair closer, not to make it seem that he was invading the youngman's space.
His golden eyes were a stark contrast to Nathan's own which seemed to reflect a night sky filled with stars.
Certainly Wyatt was not of the Autumn court. All the members of that court Nathan had known were dark
and morose, wanting nothing to do but spread fear.