Chapter 416

Daphne's POV

Finnian cooked again.

He set the plate down like the night could still be simple if the food was good enough. I sat across from him and watched his hands. Younger than Elias's and kinder. The same mouth in a softer shape. I hated that I was doing it, lining them up in my head like two options on a menu I should not have been reading.

"You are quiet," Finnian said.

"I am tired."

He nod