Chapter 267: The Queen’s Lover
Arawn stroked the side of Evanna’s face. She fell asleep so swiftly and still in that dress. Leaning down, he kissed the top of her head before sliding off the bed and adjusting himself in his pants. He hoped she would dream well and would not be overcome with nightmares.
The prince walked to the doors and glanced back. He would check on her before he returned to his chambers. Walking through the doors, he stopped and stared at Garrett. His usual stoic expression had a small smile on his lips.
Did he hear them inside?
"*What is wrong with your face?*" Arawn asked, arching an eyebrow as he felt his erection die.
Garrett frowned, the smile wiped clean from his face as he looked at the prince. "*What do you mean?*" He asked gruffly.
Arawn assessed the elf more, head tilting to the side slightly. Garrett did not hear them in the bed chamber. No, he was smiling about something else. Garett never smiled, not unless Arawn did something a little wicked and amused them both.
Was it a woman? Fiza?
Arawn’s smile was also a rare occurrence, reserved solely for moments involving Evanna. So was this the same for Garrett?
"*What have you been doing?*" Arawn enquired further.
Garrett held his stare, a bold move which only he could do with the prince of Flori. Bluntly, he said, "*I have been guarding this door. What else?*"
Arawn was not convinced by his response. "*Is that so?*" His gaze moved to the beads of sweat at his neck and the slightly ruffled clothing. "*Did Fiza come by?*"