Chapter 52

• Ril’m’s saber was pointed to the man’s neck even though it was dark. She could feel where he was. “Who are you?”
• “The one you left earlier,” he replied in a low tone.
• “Your Majesty? Why are you here?” she asked and withdrew her swordhand, stepping closer. Yes, she could smell his sandalwood scent. “Wait here, I should go light a la—Mmp!” Her words were cut off when he embraced her by the waist and kissed her. She tasted that familiar sweet vanilla flavor that was his alone. Her saber was dropped to the floor with a light clang. “Wait, wait. They might be looking for you,” she uttered breathlessly.