Chapter 94

Conaan watched Eleanor as she tied his robe around her, then pushed her hands through her hair, pushing it down. She gave a small sigh, barely looking at him, then started to tie the robe around her even tighter.

"Where are you going?" His voice was soft, his eyes even softer.

She gave a small chuckle. "I need to take a bath. It is morning and..." She bit down on her lips, then met his eyes. "There is the real life ahead of us."

He smiled. "Death to me for wanting to spend the rest of my life in this bedroom."

She laughed, shaking her head. "You are still king."

He nodded, then sat up, his demeanor immediately returning. The Conaan that was infused by her love and made tender was now gone, giving way to King Conaan once more.

"What do you want me to do with the council, Eleanor?"

She turned to him, her eyes steely. "You would not like my answer."

"Nothing that comes from you is dislikeable to me. What do you want?"

She swallowed. "I do