"Behind you," Katherine said and gestured to the shelf. Some of the boards were laden with books. The Asgardian runes told of their origin in her father's library. Above them, next to a picture of Rhysand and her stood a jar filled with chewy sticks. It had been a bowl at one point but Katherine had quickly discovered that a bowl did not hold its contents for long.
"If you keep on being nice to him, he will want to move in with you," she said as she piled cake onto both their plates.