"I think the view may have been enjoying me," he murmurs, grinning rather wickedly and running a finger over it. "Dear cousin Freya from the Northlands is visiting. It would have been terribly rude not to introduce myself."

He's not done, not by half, not even after that blaze of lust, but he's sated for now and ready to observe the party he and Freya had fled almost immediately after laying eyes on each other. "I see you've taken my advice and sought out a night off."