“I saw you last night, Solara. What were you doing sneaking out of Roarke’s bedroom in the middle hours?” She turned at the sound of Noele’s voice. Attempting a nonchalant shrug, she said, “I asked him to fetch Garick.” “You did what?” She refused to look at her sister. “I asked him to bring Garick back and take me to Greenbriar.” “I assume he told you that notion was ridiculous.” Did no one take her side? “Yes, he made that quite clear.” “I’m surprised you would put yourself in a compromising position like that. You know better than to go to a man’s room. You are a virgin Solara, and promised to another.” Solara didn’t respond. “Aren’t you?” “You know very well I am promised to Braedon. Your comment did not require a response.” “And are you still a virgin?” Solara looked up and scanned the room, grateful that she and Noele were alone. “Aye, I am still a virgin.” “You play with fire, sister.” “I play with no such thing. I am resigned to my duties, Noele.
