Aira.
After that night with the Lycan king, my relationship with the king improved somewhat. Well, if you can call being permanently confined to his chambers an improvement. But that was it – the king never dismissed me anymore, so I spent all my sleeping and waking moments next to him, either lying beside him or simply being near him. His chambers had practically become my bedroom, and I no longer had to bring in food, as he began to summon other workers for that task. My duties were now limited to feeding him and occasionally cleaning his chambers when he allowed it.
To fill the idle time, I would talk about everything and nothing, singing or sometimes humming a tune. The king would watch me with that intense, piercing gaze of his, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. I did numerous th
