"And what do you plan to do about him?" Elias mused.
Elias pondered the thought of killing the usurper. The idea enticed him, but the results repulsed him. If she took back her throne in Kastrem, she'd have a responsibility far from him. He didn't like that. He wanted her close and within reach, where she can never get away from him again.
The thought made him smile, hauntingly as a ghost. He affectionately caresses the back of her head, his hand sliding down to her lower back. He firmly pulled her close, hiding the glint in his devious eyes.
"Something about your expression tells me you don't want me to do anything to him," Adeline pointed out.
Adeline had been watching him the entire time. Though she could never know what he was thinking, she had noticed the shift of his expression. It was sinful and cruel.
