Uriel could not believe his eyes when Riela summoned him over and he saw Beatrice sitting at their table, giggling to herself as if she were the only person in the entire pavilion.

“What happened? Why did you call for me?” he asked his cousin with a frown, though his gaze never left Beatrice.

He had only stepped away for a short while, and now she was already drunk? Where were those men hovering around her earlier? His jaw tightened. He would make sure to deal with them ...