Darius propped himself up on one elbow, his other hand stroking his jaw thoughtfully. His gaze flicked to Serena, still busy by the wardrobe.
"Wolfpine," he said finally, nodding. "Yes, it sounds like that."
Serena turned from the wardrobe with a contemplative look. Her hand brushed against the carved wood before she leaned back slightly against the desk. "What a simple name," she murmured, wrinkling her nose. "All because it is surrounded by pine trees?"
Darius raised an eyebrow. "We are practical people."
Serena snickered and folded her arms. "That sounds very imaginative."
He gave a mock sigh and tilted his head, a strand of his hair falling lazily across his brow. "If you are so curious, you should ask Livia."
"Me?" she blinked.
"Yes, you," he said, sitting up straighter. "Are you not the one who went on a sham bonding trip with her?"
