Time was moving slow. And he could feel every second tick by – and felt like he was wasting precious time.
To do what? Angel asked himself.
He didn’t know.
He stared at Rudolf and Thomas as they ate their dinner. Rudolf hasn’t taken him up to see the King. And it didn’t look like he was going to do it tonight.
Angel closed his eyes as he leaned against the wall pushing away the pain he could feel deep inside him because the King hasn’t asked for him.
Why did it feel like he was rejecting him?
He sighed irritably. He should be glad that the King wasn’t using him anyway. He left him alone.
But he wasn’t…
He wanted him to ask for him. He wanted to stay there on his knees and stare at him while he slept. He touched his chest as he felt his heart clench painfully.
This his st
