Ace had someone in mind he wanted to see, especially after everything that had happened. Two days ago, when the slave soldier had him trapped and was about to kill him, he thought about only one thing: not his life as a lord or even the kingdom of Wahala. He thought of Xoe, the princess of Klean, his mate.
He feared he might never see her again, which wasn’t the end he saw for himself. He needed to see her now.
He had to. In the past, he had told himself why he couldn’t see the woman he loved. One reason was that she was married, but now he didn’t care. He couldn’t hide away and make all those excuses anymore.
Death could come at any time, and he would die a miserable man if he never got to say his goodbyes. He deserved that, at the very least.
He stood in Bronxville, where he knew Xoe
