Elize had shown Laurel who was the queen. She had also shown that whose clout worked on the sorcerer king. And it was certainly not hers. This also implied that if she wanted, she could easily dispatch Laurel back to Ixoviya whenever she wanted and that she could even slap a treason label on her face.
When Caleb placed a kiss on her lips, she grazed him with her fangs and drew a little blood, which she licked on her lips and some smeared on the corner of her mouth. Caleb's breath hitched and he seemed so intoxicated by their blood kiss that the world faded into darkness. All his attention was on his wife. He brushed her cheeks lightly. "Are you comfortable now?" he asked, his voice breathy.
