While River rolled her eyes at the bard, Hana giggled and tossed him another wink.
"I swear to all the gods, the two of them are going to give me a heart attack," the wolf shifter muttered, glancing to her mate with a long-suffering expression. The corners of her mouth softened quickly though, and she briefly looped her arm through his so she could hug his arm to her chest and kiss his cheek.
"I'll see you soon."
"I have a friend who travels in and out of Zantaric," Hana piped up, "he usually stays at an inn called The Red Moon. Let's meet there at dusk?"