FELIX
Two days later and I was still completely distracted by the memory of being entwined with Mila in the shower. Last night, I had needed to rise from bed and resort to my own hand in an effort to pump out the sensation of her just so I could sleep.
Desperate times, desperate measures.
I was a hopeless mess at our council meeting the next morning, daydreaming about her screaming my name even as one of the cabinet members droned on about the state of agriculture in Fresonia. My father had been forced to kick me sharply under the table multiple times to bring me back to reality.
After another dull meeting, my father pulled me aside.
“Go visit your dragon, Felix,” he said. “You need some time to reconnect. Especially now that you are so close to becoming King.”
I nodded. He had a
