Chapter 21
King Hermon Cordillera opened his eyes, and blinked several times.
The face hovering above his was horrendous, but familiar. Ida. He often wondered, with all of the power she possessed, why she never altered her own outward appearance. That made no sense to him, none at all. Even if she just cast a spell to smooth her skin, remove the ruts and hide the wrinkles, it would make a world of difference. It was about more than vanity. Where was her self-respect?
“You passed out.” Her nose was so close to his face it almost rubbed against his nose. Her breath was hot on his face. It smelled of meats and tooth rot. The rancid stench filled his nostrils, waking him all the way up.
“Let me up,” he said, moving her away from him with the back of his arm. He rolled onto his side and lif
