CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
And then, we turn at the same time on hearing Katerina’s voice slicing through the room.
“There you are,” she says sharply. “My husband, I’ve been looking for you. And what exactly are you doing with her?”
Her eyes land on me, full of displeasure she thinks she’s hiding but I see it.
She hates that he’s talking to me.
She hates that I’m here at all.
Adrian straightens, suddenly taller, colder.
He doesn’t even answer the question she asked.
“This is *my* resting house,” he says evenly. “Why would the queen be looking for me here?”
I bow politely to both of them, even though the tension between us hangs thick in the air.
“Your Majesties,” I say softly. “I’ll excuse myself.”
Before I even turn, she’s already sliding closer to him, pressing her body against his l
