Sakina
I woke up deliciously sore from the night before. I watched him as he slept. His nostrils flared in his sleep and I wanted to run my finger down his beautiful, long nose.
“Don’t stare too long. You might fall in love with me again,” he mumbled, that slow, sexy grin spreading across his face.
It made me weak at the knees and I hated him for it.
“Far too late for that… although you are very good to look at, you handsome bastard,” I muttered.
He opened his eyes sleepily, enchanting me with those soft flecks of hazel.
“Are you ready, yara?” he asked.
“No. But as long as you are, that’s all that matters,” I said, sighing.
We got up and bathed together. The sun had not yet risen when we met Fibi and Evet outside the palace steps.
“We have spread the message of Prince Luci
