Ty’s POV
Needless to say, I don’t fall back asleep after that. Evie pretends to be asleep, though I know that really she’s just sulking over my teasing. When we hear footsteps descend the staircase about thirty minutes after the morning wood ordeal, we both sit up.
“Pardon the intrusion, Highness, milord,” Nichola says with a small curtsy when she sees us. She’s carrying a large tray of food in one hand and two goblets of liquid in the other. Quite impressive balance, I marvel. “I was told to bring you breakfast. Alpha Murray says you’ll be needing to get your strength up quickly for your coming journey.”
“That was very kind of him,” says Evie as she edges away from me as subtly as she can.
Sort of unnecessary, if you ask me. Nichola knew perfectly well that we were sleeping down her
