"Being the Queen of Helheim is enough. Even that, I'm not certain she would accept. She doesn't need to get involved with the Court of Moonrise, though the elders should have known by now that she's here. Dragging her to the Court of Moonrise would be pointless, and she would only hate me more than she already has."
The sun was about to rise, but Killian hadn't slept for weeks, waiting for Iris to wake up. He could feel his tiredness catching up to him. He waved his hand, and the table he shared with Iris was left spotlessly clean. He made his way to his bedchamber while holding a bottle of liquor in one hand.
"You haven't told me why you suddenly summoned me, my king," Sera complained as she followed him. Their steps were so light, knowing Iris had succumbed to sleep again.
