Alora POV
I am lounging on a couch in one of the many Fae Castle drawing rooms, and Leonidas is rubbing my feet. It has been hours since we have heard from Ivy or Elric. The lower levels of the castle aren't flooded, so I don't think she has killed him, but I can't be so sure. I have only known her for a short time, but she seems terrifying.
"What is there to do around here?" Leonidas growls.
"I've got something you can do," I snort and wiggle my eyebrows at him.
"What has happened to you?" He smiles. "You used to be different."
"Did I?" I smirk.
He drops my foot off his lap and puts my other foot behind him. With skill, he spreads my legs and crawls up my body. "I am not complaining. I like horny Alora," he says, running his hand up my leg. "I think we should move
