QUOTE : Warmth fell over her like a soft rainstorm. They were in a tropical bubble. The frozen ground had turned to warm, yielding sand, and above, a hot, beautiful sun shone. There was no wind here, but—did Ari imagine it?—there seemed to be music. A classical guitar strumming somewhere nearby. There was even a damn palm tree next to Lam. <br />“What the hell is this?” Kay blustered. <br />“Bermuda,” Merlin said with a small shrug that made him stumble. “My happy place.