Chapter 117
Ella
Get dressed,” he said, his voice like thunder over a quiet sea.
My breath caught in my throat. I froze beneath the blanket, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. Nikolai straightened slowly, his arm still wrapped around me but no longer relaxed. His jaw tightened. Aidan’s eyes darkened.
“No,” Nikolai said, his voice calm but cold.
The King’s eyes narrowed.
“I told your maid. She’s had dinner. She’s staying with us.”
The King stepped further into the room, each stride heavy with power. “Do you think this is a game, Nikolai? I summoned her to sit beside me. As the future queen. Not your plaything in a bed of pillows.”
“She’s not a plaything,” Aidan growled, stepping in front of me slightly.
I pulled the blanket tighter, fighting the embarrassment rising like a wave. I
