Kraig and Edgar were in the tent pitched by the soldiers. It was a few feet away from where Edgar had been found. He was weak, after all, the poison in his system was powerful.
"How is Delina?" He asked Kraig, who was sitting on the floor next to the bed set up for Edgar, who was still half-transformed.
"She is fine. Nervous, but okay." Kraig answered sincerely.
"Excellent." Edgar said, feeling a little more relief and he sighed deeply, shifting a little, and from the look on his face, Kraig knew the Prince must be in pain.
"Do you need something?" he asked worriedly.
Kraig couldn't say he adored Edgar, but he couldn't say he didn't like the male either. The prince's fault, in fact, was that he was attached to Delina. And that it was the male who took her virginity. Kraig dreamed several times of how he would show her what it was like to make love, however, he could never be the first, as Edgar got ahead of himself.
