Keir sat next to King Damian. The human king grinned. Damian had already moved his hand to Keir’s hip.
“The ceremony has concluded. The kings will celebrate with their courts tonight. The jewels make their way to their new homes tomorrow,” King Damian proclaimed, beaming.
The guard that had escorted Cord and Keir returned, ushering the jewels from the throne room.
“I’m sorry,” Cord whispered to Keir.
“There is nothing to apologize for,” Keir responded, his tone chilly and eyes downcast.
Cord and Keir returned to the room they had been in earlier when preparing for the ceremony.
“Cord, you may stay in a guest room tonight. Fairy, this is your new home. Gather any belongings you left in the dressing room. Make your way to the slave’s rooms when you are finished. King Damian requests yo
