Poppy was enjoying the view as they lifted off Ohkhan and darted into the sky. “Are you going home for the holidays?” She said it as pleasantly as she could. “No. My brother is getting married, and he wished for me to be at the formal ceremony after the leap of faith.” Minerva clenched her teeth at the thought of the female having her wings tied before leaping off a cliff and trusting that her mate was going to catch her. Women died on their way down when their mates were not on time or were delayed by other means. Whether he was there or not, there were attendants to make sure that she went over the cliff. “I am sure you are eager to take part in the festivities. When will you need a ride back to Ohkhan? I am sure they can send someone for you.” He looked at her with surprise in his bright blue eyes. “Oh, no, you will be staying. Check your assignment. You are designated as my plus one to the celebration.
