Odesse and Valex sat close together on the edge of the mattress, soft velvet blankets pooled around their waists.
Odesse's voice was barely above a murmur. "The groom... he was so certain Eryx has been acting differently, my king... for months now."
Valex didn't answer right away. Instead, he reached out, his large, warm palm resting softly on her lap. The grounding weight of his hand drew her gaze downward before she slowly looked back up to meet his eyes. His features were completely soft as he looked at her.
"So, what do you want to do, my love?" he asked, his tone gentle and yielding.
