Damoen was surprised when he saw a woman who looked like his former wife and former queen. He can feel his brother stiffening too. He can't blame him; the former queen was his former mate until they found out and altered the mate's bond.
The woman was wearing almost nothing, as only the pearls sewed together covered her breasts and the intimate part of her between her legs. Damn! His mate would kill her if he caught him staring at her body. He was a man, a very sexual man, in fact, but looking at the witch-like mermaid and remembering what she did to him and to his mate, he lost every lust in his body.
Queen Maryella was looking at them and was apologetic. I nodded at her, telling her, "It doesn't matter. Prince Bueng, on the other hand, reacted differently. I can smell his arousal, and the mermaid named Duchess can smell him too. It gave her more confidence to approach them.
