Arlen's POV
Brynn rode with me back to Dreake. I'm still debating whether I should announce to the kingdom I have found my mate. Brynn has still not accepted our bond yet, though she is starting to at least trust me. She'd have told us all to p**s off and taken a bus out of town if she didn't.
In the end, I'm thankful Brynn accepted my offer to stay with me. I just hope I can convince her to stay forever.
"How many of your kind do you have in your kingdom?" Brynn asked me quietly, staring out the window.
"There are about 500 people living in Dreake, but there are an estimated forty thousand Faes in the United States that I govern." I don't miss Brynn inhaling shakily and taking deep breaths.
"Do you need me to pull over?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"I'll be fine." She stared a
