His words warmed my trembling, adrenaline saturated heart, but… “How long have you been awake? Why didn’t you help me?” He brushed off his dirty uniform, smirking. “Not long. You already had it well in hand. Who was I to stop you, my queen?” Normally, his voice held an edge of mockery, but not this time. He sounded sincere, and the way his eyes captured mine settled my racing pulse.
Riiight. "Hey babe, be a dear and deal with this assassination attempt while I pretend to still be unconscious why don't you?"