Chapter 151

  I looked at him in alarm, but I could not ask the questions of him that I wanted to; he would not tolerate the informality. "As you wish, my King," I bowed my head, and stood instead, fidgeting through their conversation, effectively forbidden from pursuing Akyran and ensuring his welfare.

  They exchanged gossip about the courtiers and nobles in attendance, and the dances progressed into estampies and other couple dances.

  Eltarin joined us. "Your majesties," he bowed to the King and Queen. "May I steal my sister for this dance?"

  I looked to King Treyvin, and he inclined his head. I accepted Eltarin's hand and stepped onto the polished dancefloor with him.

  "Thank you," I said fervently to my brother.

  He laughed. "You looked like a griffin in a cage."