"Lesa's eyes flicked up behind me and widened. "Wow. Now that's even more unexpected." Something smelled sweet and familiar. Confused, I twisted around. A single rose in full bloom, a vibrant red, brushed against the tip of my nose. Tan fingers held the green stem. My eyes lifted. Daemon stood there, his eyes glittering like green tinsel. He patted me on the nose with the rose again. "Good morning." Dumbfounded, I stared at him. "This is for you," he added when I didn't say anything."