*Ciana*

When I woke up again, Maggie had come toward me, grinning widely. I kept my face averted from her as she approached and spoke to me.

“I’ve heard a lot about you, Beryl. You’re Elder Frederic’s mate. I’m told he’d do anything for you. My… husband is very much the same.”

“Are we going to bond over loving husbands?” I asked in a softer voice, trying my best to mimic Beryl. I crossed my legs and glared at her. Thankfully, she was ...