Seeing the King in a daze, Melion called him again, "Your Majesty? Is something the matter—"
Draven raised his hand to stop him from talking and his red eyes stared towards the door of his study.
Just then, there was a knock and Erlos entered the study. "Sire, Elder Leeora and…" Erlos wondered how he should address Ember now as there was a sudden change in her status from nobody to someone really important. "...and Miss Ember is here to see you."
Erlos sighed inwardly and felt it was the right way to address her.
The moment the door opened, the fragrance assaulted him, and Draven clenched his fists under the desk. He felt angry at how nonsensical he was reacting. She was yet to even enter his study but all his senses had become sensitive to her presence.
