Dear Robin, I think I’ve officially lost it because I’m falling for Tiber.

He’s nothing like I originally assumed and now that we’ve kissed, I can’t get his taste out of my mind.

Or the feel of him against me. And yes, I know that’s TMI, but I don’t even know if I’ll send this letter.

I just know that I have to get this out!

(Oh yeah, we kissed, another news flash!) He’s acting as my guide as we leave the territory until Charles has gone, though he made it clear that he wants to “take care of Charles.” Is it terrible that I don’t want to question what he means too closely?

You’ll know this long before you get this letter, but he’s also sent people to watch out for you in New Orleans in case Charles decides to hurt me through the one I love the most. Tomorrow morning, we head out for the artist’s retreat, and I must admit I’m excited to finally make it, especially after the adventure from today.

A giant beast scooped me up and flew away with me and likely would have killed me or eaten me but Tiber swooped in and saved me.

Oh, I probably should have led with that in my letter.

But the kiss stands out more than the wildest scare of my life.

I hope you’re doing well and hope to send this once I return. All my love. Xo, Mia