Chapter 5

In the bedroom he stopped at the doorway, speechless. The regent’s oversized bed stood on a dais, commanding most of the room, and was covered in rich teal sheets, its pillows and comforter crafted from a shimmering fabric that alternated between teal and a deep bronze depending on the light. The regent’s crest was embroidered in a golden brocade on the pillows, but the fall of dark auburn hair spread across the pillows obscured much of their design. Amery lay on his back above the covers, his long hair fanned out around him, his slim body nude.