"Good, it's settled," he had her sitting at his right, Lucien at his left as Alis quietly and quickly served them food. She needed to get out of here. SHe needed to get her boys out of here. She adored Feyre, but protecting her boys was top of her priority.
"Permission to go do my other chores, High Lord?" Alis murmured, dipping into a bow, nearly scurrying off when Tamlin gave a lazy wave of permission.