Alec forced himself to ignore Adam's visits. He continued on with his duties: patrolling, training, and keeping up the gardens. Although he knew the temple responded to both of them, he felt more and more like a guest in his own home. At least the weather had been mild enough that it wasn't a hardship to stay outdoors.

Until the most recent visit and after a few hours, it began to rain. When it became obvious that it wasn't going to let up and his clothes were soaked through, Alec returned to the temple. He became suspicious when the corridors didn't lead to his quarters and instead he found himself in the dining room again. It didn't surprise him when the door shut behind him.

Stepping to the side, he shivered from the cold, trying to avoid looking directly at Adam. There were towels on a table that Alec knew hadn't been there the last time he'd been in the room. And it was close to where Adam was sitting.

Sighing, he cautiously moved toward the pile of cloth, staying close to the priestess for only as long as it took to grab the towels. Backing away, he began scrubbing the water from his hair. Reminding himself that he needed to be civil, he struggled for something to say. "I didn't mean to interrupt. I couldn't find my way to my rooms."