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measurements and knocking on walls.
    Solar quickly put the basket in the kitchen, the meat in the cold room and the bread next to the vegetables. Letting a strange dwarf run around his home was not in his plan for the day.
    Lord Gaffin was standing in the doorway to the gardens and staring in amazement. “This is all yours?”
    “Everyone needs a hobby, even demons.” He was relaxed but ready to act if Lord Gaffin took a step toward his seedlings.
    The dwarf turned and looked up at him with deep sapphire eyes. “I do believe that Elhara has made a good choice in you.”
    Startled by the approval, Solar bowed in acknowledgement of the compliment.
    “Now, let me see the rest of the house, so I can give my brother my seal of approval. There are a few spots where I would like to see additional supports, but I am sure that it can be done without too much interruption in the flow of the space.”
    Solar had no choice but to follow in the dwarf’s footsteps and to shush him when he peeked into the bedroom where Elhara was sleeping on a bed of silk and rose petals. The smile on her lips was visible from across the room and as quickly as he could, Solar got her uncle out of the room and down the hall.
    By the time the exploration was complete, Solar was eager to get working on Elhara’s meal and he had little patience for her great uncle.
    As the dwarf left with a promise to return the next day with a crystal specialist, Solar agreed to anything just so that he could return to his work. Elhara was starting to wake and he wanted to be there when she did.

    Chapter Seven
    Dreams of pleasure and roses had carried her away and gently set her down again. Feeling refreshed and more energized than she could remember, Elhara sat up and looked around her.
    She was in a room made of crystal and silk. The crystal changed in shade from dark to light, giving the impression of a window.
    Elhara sat up and stood next to the bed, smiling at the blue and crimson tangle of silk that was the bedding under a rainbow of rose petals. The rose petals were in her final memory, the only one she couldn’t recover. The pounding of her head the moment she tried was enough proof that it was an important thing, but she couldn’t quite capture it.
    “It will all come back to you, the leprechauns are certain.” The demon in her dreams appeared to her out of the corner of her eye.
    “Solar. I am so glad to see you.” She waited until he put the tray down and rushed into his arms. All of her memories of him were of them laughing together, enjoying each other and flirting outrageously. She could remember the moment that she first saw him, their first date and the horrible coffee he was served.
    His arms came around her and he held her tight. “You remember?”
    “All of our time together, except the last day. It escapes me, but I know that rose petals are somehow involved.” She kept her cheek pressed against his chest and smiled at the feel of muscle under her skin. His dark red colouring had once alarmed her, but now it was a beacon of heat and warmth for her.
    “Do you want me to tell you?”
    “Not quite yet. It is the last thing that I seem to be missing. I remember my first bike, my first pony ride and my first kiss. I remember our day at the ren faire and you fencing with that idiot in the monk’s costume before you had to fend off the stampede of buxom wenches but nothing of our last day together.”
    His chuckle moved her. She could feel his joy spilling through her as he spoke. “And I had to fight my way back through a bevy of knights who were vying for your hand as well.”
    She laughed. “They had no chance. I have made my choice.”
    He held her back at arm’s length. “Have you? Still?”
    She caressed his face. “Yes, of course. Not even a hex can break a Warder’s attachment when she finally makes one.”
    “Would you care for something to eat?”
    Elhara looked closely at his expression. There was intensity and eagerness