Ana caught up to King Fayner as he entered the vast halls. He glanced sideways at her as he clasped his hands behind his back.
“Lucky…” He murmured.
“Huh?” Ana groaned, still rubbing her wrists. The bruises were raw and blackening.
King Fayner turned his head with a smile. “I said, lucky.”
“Lucky?” Ana said in a hushed tone to herself, confused.
“I asked three times for you to come before you did, you are lucky you did on the third chance.” His voice sounded like he was merely talking about the weather but Ana baulked at the barely veiled threat behind the words.
“Like I said…if you play nice…we play nice.” His amethyst eyes glanced piercingly at her again before looking away.
Ana gritted her teeth. So much worse than vampires!
Ana followed along in silence, not wanting to speak fi
