"Is there perhaps a war looming over Leif that his majesty has chosen to keep watch?" Nuela's amused tone drew my attention to her, but just for a fleeting moment before I returned my gaze over the walls of my castle's watch tower.
The place was reserved for my watchmen, but I'd been forced to join them, yet not because there was a war looming, but because the longing in my bones for my mate's presence had driven me to the highest point of my castle to look out for her. Castle Wredel, a monumental fortress built by my own hands gazed down on Castle Wrenyth, giving me a clear view of the path from Gretia too. I'd never have thought in a million years to use the castle's vantage point for such a mundane thing as watching out for my mate, neither did I ever think I would long for the comfor
