Kenneth
“Your highness.” I nodded as another couple, this one elderly, came to stand in front of me.
I looked at Uncle Kade and he said, “This is the last of the moonshine clan, and this is their youngest daughter. Maahi.”
The youngest daughter came forward, not more than five feet, she bowed down in a graceful arch and when prompted by her father, she held out her hand. And as expected, I took her hand and nodded. Customs dictated that I kiss the back of her hand but I didn’t want to. My mind was still stuck on the woman in my bed. I have left guards to keep watch over her and Rahat was there in the suite looking after her with the instructions that he would call me the moment she wakes up. It had been comical to watch him grasp the reality, to realize that he had been fooled but he ha
