Lachlan had to be in bed for weeks, and this felt like a punishment. It wasn't his choice, but he had to obey the King's order. However, one factor made this all an even bigger torture.
"How is our patient doing today?" Zara waltzed in with a bright smile.
"Go away, Cruel Bird. I don't trust you anymore!" He grunted and tried to turn away, but his eyes still grazed over her toned legs in high heels. She only wore those for occasions. He knew that from all the times he discreetly watched her during The Luna Trials.
"Feathered Gods! You sure are grumpy today!" She scoffed, slipping out of her favourite leather jacket and revealing that she was wearing one of her tightest little black dresses. This one was not too long either, and the thought of what was underneath made him growl internall
