Another nod, Feyre forcing herself to clear her plate before she excused herself. She wouldn’t ask when the three times a day coupling would begin. Obviously he was going to be somewhat lenient that day. “I’ll see you at lunch” she promised. As if there were any hope of escaping that.
And once they were out of the dining room, she let her arm slip through Alis’, squeezing the female’s arm. She wouldn’t talk until they ere in her studio.