ZORA

"Come on," Ryker whispered in my ears, "It's our honeymoon. We are supposed to be enjoying it."

I nuzzled my face in the crook of his neck, "We just a few miles away from the palace, in a fancy and very expensive hotel. What's there to do aside doing nothing."

"You asked for space, remember?" He questioned, "And I think I've left you alone for too long,"

"Less than twenty-four hours," I countered, removing my face to glance up at him.

"That's long enough," he shrugged, "your ...