Jael sensed Mauve leave the room and was shocked when she headed in his direction. Lord Phelan was saying something, but Jael was no longer listening. The Lord had just arrived and, as usual, Jael was greeted with complaints about why humans shouldn't be the Primus' mate.
He had heard every possible variation on the topic and was truly as uninterested as he could possibly be. He frowned when her direction didn't change—she was headed straight for him. Jael was out of his seat and moving toward the door.
"Sire," a shocked Phelan called. "Sire? Is something the matter?"
Jael ignored him just as Mauve knocked twice, and by the time she opened the door, he was standing right in front of her. She met his eyes, but they didn't flicker with excitement as they usually did. They flickered in shock, and then the light was gone. She looked at him blandly.
"Might I have a word, Your Highness?" she asked.
