Cassian led them to a private quarter reserved only for Lucien whenever he came to visit the King... his father-in-law.
The hallway was quiet, calm, and heavy, beautiful lanterns hanging from the silver iron on the white walls, casting a soft glow down the hallway.
"Your attendant's chamber will be right next to yours, Your Grace. Your maids will each attend to your needs..." He paused, giving Elian one last lingering look. "I'll see you again, my moon." He gave Elian a small smile before retreating from the private quarter.
The moment the heavy oak door echoed shut, Elian didn't wait for Lucien to approach him. He immediately faced Lucien, ignoring his racing pulse.
"Which of the rooms is mine, Your Grace?" he asked, hoping Lucien would peacefully point him to his room.
