Kel timidly approached the emperor.
As she came closer, he ordered her to sit, so she had no other choice but to sink reluctantly to her knees in front of him.
"You win.." the emperor murmured, reaching for her face.
"Excuse me?" Kel questioned, flinching as Calix's fingers traced her jawline.
The delicate touch was all too familiar. Despite the months they'd spent apart, her skin hadn't forgotten the feel of the Dragon Emperor's fingertips.
"You win," Calix repeated, gripping her chin. "So tell me what it is you want."
"I.. I.." Kel suddenly found herself in a daze as the emperor leaned closer to her, hypnotized by the candlelight dancing in his eyes.
"I want to have my bed returned to my squad's tent," she finally whispered, breaking away from the mesmerizing gaze. "Please, Your Majesty."
"Ha."
The emperor's hand dropped from Kel's face as if it had suddenly become too heavy.
