Lia Mara looks up at me. “I should return to the palace. I have duties to attend to. Will I see you at the evening meal?” “Yes, of course.” I pause. “Should I return with you now?” Her eyes meet mine, and I know she hears what I am not saying. Do you want me to remain at your side? Lia Mara lifts her chin. “I can manage.” “I have no doubt.” I lift her hand to kiss her knuckles, and she blushes. “Well,” she says coyly. “Perhaps you should not take too long.” That makes me want to follow her immediately. But I have a field full of soldiers, and I’ve gained ground. I can’t lose it now.
sweet bby jesus my serotonin levels are astronomical
