Chapter Twenty-Six.
Eliza sat with a small smirk on her face, enjoying seeing the king's mask slip slightly as he widened his eyes at her, waiting for her answer. She had indeed made her decision. Partly because becoming the king’s advisor would help her to potentially get the dragon’s egg back in the palace, or at least have it so that her niece or nephew would not be destroyed before they hatched. The other part that was deep and one she did not really want to address was that she wanted to be near him.
“Well?” he eventually asked, hating that his desperation to know was showing, but was also hopeless to hide it. His angel had him twisted in knots, and maybe he should not show his weakness toward her, but in that moment, it could not be helped. After spending some time with her that
