Chapter 21

The alarm sounded throughout the castle early the next morning and the rushing sound of feet echoed down the hall. Emilia stirred softly beside Octavius.

She had slipped into his room during the night after he stormed off the dining room. She had quietly entered the room, slipped off her tunic and slid under the covers with him with hopes of comforting however way she could but Octavius couldn’t even bring himself to touch her especially not with the hands he had used to cradle Ashterah’s neck as he drank from her. Of course the conniving bitch had enjoyed it and had seized the opportunity to explore his body until she decided he had had enough. Even when Emilia had wrapped her arms around him and his body responded he held himself still.

Emilia knew he was awake when she wrapped her arms around him and when he refused to turn around or acknowledge her presence in any way she had placed a kiss on his shoulders, massaging his stiff muscles and went to sleep.