'Knock! Knock!'
Kyren's attention shifted to the connecting door leading to the master suite. The sound was soft and almost timid.
He rose from his seat and strolled over casually. From the gentle rhythm of the knock, he guessed the 'girls' talk' had ended without casualties.
The partly damaged door creaked open, revealing a petite figure with wide doe-like eyes, her expression shaded with guilt.
"How may I help you, my lady?" Kyren asked smoothly.
Anna's cheeks flushed. The title, though spoken politely, was meant only to tease her.
She cleared her throat and steeled herself. Now that she had learned the truth from Athillia, she knew her husband would mock her without mercy.
"Can I see you for a moment?" she asked softly.
Kyren tilted his head, scanning the hallway behind her.
"Where are your girls? Have you finished your little talk?" he asked, his voice still laced with mischief.
