A Storm of Fear
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Sebastian did not like this. Not at all. He disliked being ordered around or being told what to do unless he was naked, and here was the damn weather forcing him to change his habits, alter his schedule, ensure everything he owned was safe and now he had to stay inside for who knows how long. He hated being confined, and now he'd be stuck inside the courthouse for who knew how long. Cabin fever was not something he was looking forward to. Two days in and he'd be bouncing off the walls.

Sebastian gave a lollygagging horse a slap around the head as he passed it, making the damn beast whinny in protest. At least it hurried up the ramp, attempting to nip the Italian as it went after the foxy male who had just struck it. Oh, he was going to love this. They had to share the court with those damned beasts, too. Would this hurricane bring no more delight?

Damn it all to hell. At least he was a floor up. Safe from flooding unless the gods wanted to drown the world, at least.

The Italian snapped his gaze around, taking in who was there. Jazper, obviously. He was hard to miss. Alyssum. Joyous. Lorenzo. Lovely. Neela, Tony, Raoth, Dixie, Wayne, several he didn't recognise. All well and good.

Where was Hadley? Speaking of which, where was Ismeme? And Amatha?

"Hadley?" he called, looking left and right. Where was he? Helping the other animals get settled in? "Hadley?


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