Awareness seeped slowly into my consciousness, as I truly realized I was being held by Lord Irrik. In the water. In only my undergarments. How the hay did that happen? My eyes flew open, but there was only black. “Where am I?” I croaked. “Why can’t I see?” “This is my lair,” Irrik said, his voice resonating through my back. “You had heat stroke. It was getting severe.” He had a lair? Why didn’t that surprise me? I swallowed back my panic. “Where?” “I’m going to lift you out of the water. There is an aketon to the right you can wear.”
