Before the attack on parliament...
~ Wilmore
Wilmore was sitting on the edge of the bed, this place was dusty but better than nothing. He was impatient, enduring the distance everything made between him and Luna was tormenting him. His heart ached to see her, he wanted to apologize to her, begging her to forgive him for the night he couldn't control his desire, his thirst for her.
A knock on the door brought him out of the vortex of absorbing thoughts, "come in, Karim. I can't sleep."
"Your highness, the plan I told had worked. The dwarf is here."
The prince closed his eyes and let out a strong breath. Standing up, he rushed out of the door.
In Bolingtone...
