DENVER'S POV
“No.” I answered him. “There is no one else.”
He looked at me and I looked down at my feet.
Then he retouched my cheek.
“You are injured.” He said. It was not a question. “Someone slapped you. You have a mark on your cheek. A hand print in fact.”
Then I saw him grow in anger.
“Who did this to you?” He asked angrily.
I very delightedly told him.
“Your wife Queen Kajiri.” I told him.
I did not care if Aarti was a calm submissive slave, but not me. I was very angry and was only hiding on because of what kenji and Lucinda had said about ruining timelines.
But now, I had a king on my side.
“I am sorry she hurt you.” He apologized and i don’t know why, his voice made me soften.
This was supposed to be Jack, but this Jack was more affectionate and loving. He was diffe
