Daemon snorted at that. "It seems as if everything around here has its advantages and disadvantages," he remarked dryly, casting a glance about the room. He wondered where Jaenelle was, and hoped she was alright.

He flicked a glance over at his brother, who he knew was still struggling with his temper. "If you can hold it till nightfall, you'll have plenty to vent your frustrations on then. We'll see if we can't arrange to do something productive tonight."