The day had gotten away from her and it was well after six o'clock before Daryn left her office and started home. She'd stopped off at the marketplace to gather a few ingredients for dinner. Once at her house, she'd showered and changed before getting down to business in the kitchen. She was actually quite a good cook, and enjoyed cooking for others, although she would never actually admit that. It made her feel entirely too domesticated, something her mother would probably enjoy knowing. So out of spite, she pretended to find cooking a chore despite looking for opportunities to do it. Like this evening.