"I understand. Kelen won't lay another finger on you." "He was just angry. Wait—what did you do to him?" "Let's just say...," he drums his ringed thumb on his thigh as if he is bored of talking about it,"...he has fewer fingers to be able to lay on you." Did he...he didn't. Did he? He cut off another King's fingers for touching me? Why is that making me aroused? He’s reading my mind again, I know it.
