The door opened and Ginger entered with a tray of food. She bowed to Lazarus and placed the table on a small table next to the bed. As soon as she left, Emma asked, "What interests do you share with Maeve?"
Lazarus frowned as he snapped his gaze to her face. He sipped his wine and scoffed, "Why do you want to know? Leave her out."
Emma took the food tray and took a healthy serving of broth. "Why should I leave her out of this? I should know everything about my competitor." Emma had thought a lot about whether she should talk to him about being his mate, but she decided not to. If she succeeded in her game, he would confess it to her himself.
"Maeve and I like to rule. We are both made to rule people. She loves to have intelligent arguments about kingdoms and politics. And like you she likes to talk to others."
