Chapter 111: Coldplay - The Scientist
"Princess..." he murmured. He didn’t bother opening his eyes.
"Morvakar." She answered curtly, not in the mood for games.
At that, his lips quirked slightly. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
"I came for answers," she said. "Because it seems no one will give them to me."
"And what makes you think I will give them to you?" he asked lazily.
"Because I am not here as a princess," she said, stepping into the chamber. "I am here as a mate."
"What do you need to know?" he asked.
Luna swallowed hard and stepped closer. "The prince is sick," she said, voice strained. "And it seems to have something to do with you."
At that, a thin smile curved Morvakar’s lips. "He didn’t tell you," he mused, more to himself than her. His head tilted slightly, and he chuckled under his breath, but it lacked humor. "Interesting."
"Tell me what?" she demanded, a tremor betraying her tightly controlled composure.
Morvakar’s fingers tapped together slowly, thoughtfully. "I really don’t think it’s something you should hear from me."
"You’ve got to be kidding me." She shook her head and took another step forward. "Morvakar, please. So many things don’t make sense and maybe—maybe I should have asked more questions sooner, maybe I should have fought harder for the truth. But even if I had, no one would have told me anything. They’ve all treated me like I’m too delicate to know the truth."