Chapter 50: Liquid Starlight

• “Where is Theo?” I demanded, barely registering what was happening.
• “I arranged for him to study with the royal tutor,” he answered, his lip curled amusedly, “he’s learning counting.”
• My face flushed like it was hovering above a stove as the realization settled in. Despite this, my eyes greedily drank in his muscular, toned form in the small robe. I noticed the bottle of champagne in his hand along with two glasses, and I wanted to run away.