"...Can I ask where Wilder is?"
"...Wilder is not a place. And you should get some sleep, Your Highness."
It has been an entire hour since Rhys lit up their fire for the night, and yet Princess Clio still has not even closed her eyes even once except to blink. She seemed to want to say something to her, but that definitely was not it at all — because Rhys could hear her thoughts just dancing all over his head.
When was the last time he had actually heard someone's desires and thoughts? A while, most probably — because this was the first time he was actually alone with a woman whose desires he could hear.
And it pretty much confirms one of Rhys's suspicions or at least adds to it being true — the higher the percentage of the god with one's blood, the lower the chance Rhys could actually hear their desires.
