The Dragon King swaddled a grown woman. The Wolf King unwrapped her. And the dragon holding her rated the entire crisis a four out of ten. Somewhere between "forgiveness ritual" and "formal inquiry," three powerful men collectively failed to have the same conversation for twelve straight minutes.
They were all on the same page. The page was written in three different languages, two of them classified, and one of them was crayon.
Nicholas rubbed the back of his neck. "When we landed in Solveil, she was already in a panic. Convinced they were going to arrest her. I thought they frightened her the first time, and she had misread the situation. I was very wrong on that. The Kingsguard showed up armed and in formation."
Maddox's jaw tightened by one degree. Kael's expression gave the room nothing, which was how you knew his brain was doing cardio.
