Raquel’s POV

I came to with a start, swinging out to clock the fucking bastard in the face! After I expressly told him—

My fist sailed through the air, no wayward prince to be found. My arms dropped to my side, chest heaving, as I searched wildly around for—ah…there he was.

Regulus was asleep and—Gaia’s great heaving bosom—snoring like he was part orc or troll kin! He had turned in the night, lying on the bed sprawled out on ...