Trik’s eyebrows dropped low on his forehead and his eyes flashed a dangerous silver. “Yes, I would be beyond pissed if he kept such information from me, but I am his king and it’s my call to make. I have to consider what is best for everyone involved, not Cush’s emotions.”
“So, what do we do now?”
He turned toward the hotel door and Cassie felt as if he was trying to look straight through it. “We seek out this priestess and find out the price.”
“Something tells me that it isn’t going to be something as simple as a drop of blood,” she muttered as Trik took her hand and pulled her toward the door.
“Your pension for thinking positive is truly astounding, Cassandra,” Trik teased.
Cassie rolled her eyes. “Forgive me if I don’t live in fantasy land where the good guy always wins and evil is
