When Skye finished reading she took a deep breath and looked at him.
"Can such a thing be done?" she asked him, showing the scroll she held.
"For the king to say so, it can be done," Hector answered calmly. "What is your opinion, though?" he asked.
Skye carefully rolled up the papyrus and held her hand to return it to him. Hector reached out to grab it, and for a fleeting moment, his fingers accidentally touched hers.
Hector was close enough to hear her small, sharp intake of breath. Skye lowered her gaze and fixed it on the ground.
He smiled, seeing her cheekbones having a sudden flush of a pale pink color.
Although his touch was fleeting on her fingers, she felt their warmth like a wave washing over her. The heat had primarily gathered in her face, which felt it burning. When the h
