Of course Allison had noticed where the King's attention was focused. She'd seen that from the moment Katia entered the banquet hall, Cahir had been watching her useless, pathetic sister.
How interesting.
Allison plucked a glass of wine from a passing servant's tray and offered it to Cahir with both hands, her smile perfect. "Your Majesty, after you finish this drink, would you honor me with a dance?"
Cahir felt something roaring inside him, wanting to tear everything apart, destroy everything.
His fingers curled into fists so tight his nails bit into his palms. He'd just witnessed the entire scene. Katia throwing herself into Xandar's arms, standing on her toes to kiss him.
He'd given her the most beautiful gown, the most expensive jewelry, had servants dress her like a p
