Marcus clenched his jaw and a hard expression came on his face when Biham obstructed his view of his mate. He narrowed his eyes on him. Biham smelled of fear when he stepped in front of Lara but Marcus knew where the fear emerged from. The king of Pegasii was under the impression that Marcus had come here to see the safety of his slave girl and probably to take her.
Biham bowed to the king and Marcus returned the bow. There was so much coldness in the air that it hung heavily on everyone out there.