I moved silently behind Bert who was leading me to the rooms of the king. Rooms of the king; I was going to eat with him in his chambers and nothing could scare me more at the moment.
To be in such close proximity with the man whose mark laid on my neck, I shook my head, hurriedly shaking myself out of it. The mark ached slightly. Ache or ich, whatever it was, i could not tell but it only seemed to happen when he was close and I could not help but take notice of it now.
"Here," Bert stopped shortly in front of the door before he opened it for me and stepped to the side, "My lady."
Gulping, I moved inside and felt the whoosh of air as the door closed. I gulped again but did not move. Being inside his room acknowledged the fact that I was closer to him.
Close enough to have him sink his teeth in me again.