I wrapped myself around Cormac, relishing the feel of him against me. I knew he would come for me, but there had been fear eating away at that confidence. A fear that said I would never see my Drache again, but now, I was in his arms again, and he was right on time.
“I know you have a plan for the bastard, but can I kill him first?,” he asked.
“I have a better fate in store for him. Mauricio here is King Stieg’s youngest son. He acted without his father’s knowledge. I’m taking him to his father and telling on him. Will the shame not be better than death?,” I replied.
“Remind me to never piss you off, princess.”
“I think you’ve said that before, Drache.” He leaned in for a quick but passionate kiss that hinted at things to come before unceremoniously throwing Mauricio over his sh
