Headache.
The hangover hammered against my skull with a vengeance, making the last one feel like a gentle warning.
"Your Excellency, are you feeling alright?"
I open my eyes to see Leon standing by my bedside.
Looking around, I recognize Edmyre's bedroom.
Suddenly, the memories of last night flood back.
"Where's Luzie?" I ask Leon.
Leon shakes his head: "Miss Luzie called me, asking me to bring your clothes and pick you up. But when I arrived, she was already gone."
...Luzie Hall.
Is this the torment she was talking about?
'She orchestrated a perfect storm of passion, stripped away every layer of my control, then vanished like smoke when the dawn broke.'
Fine, this makes it the second time already.
Each movement brought fresh pain to my marked thumb—a lasting reminder that I ha
