Travis reached Selene’s chambers just in time to see her storming out furiously.
She wore a blood-red gown that clung to her figure like armor. The color made her emerald eyes gleam with unholy fury, and for a brief second, Travis felt like he was staring into the eyes of a goddess of vengeance.
“My Queen!” he called, jogging to keep up with her fast, purposeful strides. “Where are you off to at this fine hour looking, might I say, ravishingly dangerous?”
Selene didn’t slow. Lila walked silently beside her, followed by two grim-faced guards and a trembling maid—the maid who was assaulted.
Travis took one look at the queen’s expression and decided jokes probably weren’t going to work today.
“Have you arranged for everyone to meet me in the grand hall?” Selene asked coldly, barely spari
