She was just thankful she wasn’t compelled to count them all. As she and her sisters had come closer to the lodge, her counting compulsion had grown to include anything that remotely resembled a rock. Bricks fit that description even if Adira and Mirena didn’t think so. But now… she didn’t need to count, and for that she was thankful. Her gaze shifted from Thames where he finished off his breakfast to the ceiling high above her. The cave was tall. At least two stories high, and with offshoots. Little hidden crevices that led to other jewels. Like the spring where Thames was building a bathroom. But the most amazing part of the cave was the light that filtered down from above. She hadn’t expected it. When the sun began to rise and the cavern filled with the rays, she’d marveled at the surprise. “How is there light?” she asked. “You like it?” Thames voice was quiet and drew her attention back to him.
