'My king,' Mark's voice rang in my ear.
'…Go away,'
My eyes snapped open; and for a moment, my heart thumped loudly because I didn't know where I was.
That was until her scent invaded me. Elizabeth hadn't moved an inch.
The thought that I had replied to someone telepathically while I was sleeping gave me the creeps. There was only one guy who was allowed to communicate with me right now.
'Mark,'
'My king,'
'Repeat what you said last time we spoke to me,'
'My king,'
'…Is that a yes?'
'No, it was my king,'
'…'
My General was so helpful these past couple of days that far from mentally blowing up in his face, I wanted to reward him.
'…My king, it is an emergency actually.'
I knew it.
Judging by the light that was barely seeping through her thick curtains. I had been sleeping next to her all night long. The conviction I had after that was unnerving.
She really belonged to me.
