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Hugh took a long shower, relishing the warm, gentle water that poured over him instead of blasting him against the wall.
“Heaven,” he sighed happily.
How could he ever be the king of a planet with no proper showers? He hadn’t a clue.
He stepped out, nearly tripping over the cats as he toweled off, surprised that Kat was not back yet.
She had stormed off, but to where?
He glanced toward their large bed, which was undisturbed, then dressed quickly and went to find out.
He snapped his fingers and camouflaged himself, too tired for lengthy conversations and endless questions about Ellandria at the moment.
Kat was not in the dining hall, the medical bay, anywhere.
She could not have gotten too far on her own. She couldn’t teleport, and no one here was aware of his ability to do so y
