Chapter Thirty

I was in bed with Aras in my arms, our naked bodies entwined, when the Eye returned.

I'm free of the water! she cried.

I jerked upright.

“What is it?” Aras asked.

“I need to bathe and dress,” I said crisply, trying to hide my excitement. “You should as well. Our royal guest will arrive soon.”

Aras grunted and got out of bed. He looked strange and our bond wasn't telling me anything. But he often behaved oddly after submitting to me, and I had demanded more of him this time. I had demanded, and he had given. Maybe he was embarrassed.

I turned away to give him space and headed into the bathroom. Aras didn't join me. I showered and when I came out, he was gone.

Well, that can't be good , the Eye drawled.

“Where is he?” I asked aloud. “And why didn't you tell me he was leaving?”

I didn't realize I was your mate's guardian, she said.

For fuck's sake! I went back to thinking my replies. We are nearly to our goal. Why are you acting like this?

That's right. We are nearly together, King Lyrandir. You must focus on me now, not your mate. After you have me, you can dote on him all you wish. But until then, you must put all your efforts into claiming me.

Fine! I stomped into my dressing room and got dressed in my royal raiments. It wouldn't do to meet another king in any other manner. Not unless I was covered in scales. Now where is my fucking crown?