Rhyderi glanced back at Desiree, sighing as he reached behind himself to remove his hair from Iris’s hands. He patted Azul on the head and rose to his feet, stepping over to Desiree, his expression apologetic.
“Didn’t I tell you? Kalysto gave me some rings. He wanted me to enchant them. I said fine. Next thing I know, he gives me a bottle of sun-coloured ink and expects me to use that with the impression that I already knew what I was doing.” He frowned. “I was up for most of the night learning about how to properly imbue the ink into the rings. It should be permanent, but it was no easy task.”
“By the time I finished it, the wedding had already started… I’m surprised the rings weren’t still warm when you put them on.”