~ TARKYN ~
Tarkyn snorted, but Sarayu quickly proved she hadn't been joking. The healer turned to him, her hands gripping the strap of her bag and a guarded look of caution on her face.
"I know this is all very wonderful, and I'm happy for you, my friend. But there are too many irons in this fire, and your position among us is too important for you to bury yourself in a new love without thought for the events around you."
Tarkyn gaped. Did she really think him so flippant? But Sarayu only shook her head and didn't break eye-contact. "You will need to be very, very careful the next few days, Tarkyn. You can't afford to end up leaping into a challenge because your beast gets jealous when she's around another male. The guards will be here within the hour to escort you both to the Queen, whose guard and mate will be with her."
