"Where are you going?"
Sebastian stopped in his tracks when he heard Isla's voice behind him. He turned to see her standing in front of their tent. They had just arrived back, drenched in the previous rainstorm, and he had just dropped her there to change clothes.
"Come here," Isla said to him and turned toward the tent, entering it.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes but complied nevertheless. He entered the tent to see Isla undressing and then froze in place. This woman... despite already seeing his memory, she...
FLOP!
Sebastian flinched when a towel was thrown to his face. He pulled it down to see Isla stood in front of him, naked. No, she didn't intend to tempt him or anything. She just stood there with her back to him, searching for a change of clothes.
"Do you... pity me?" Sebastian asked in disbelief.
"I do," Isla answered. "Get changed. I want to see His Majesty."
"He's dead."
