Tania was puzzled but the moment she sensed how worried he was, she clasped his arms with her hands and let him stand behind her for as long as he wanted to.
As if that wasn't enough, Eltanin scooped her up in his arms and carried her to bed. He lay her on the bed and then lay beside her. That too wasn't enough. He slid over her and pressed her body beneath his and covered her head on the sides with his large hands.
"Elty…" she rasped, pressed beneath his weight. "What is wrong, love?" she asked, extremely worried about her, her brows scrunched and her throat dry.
He didn't speak anything but continued to stay like that. After a long moment of silence, he said, "You will not leave Draka without my permission, okay?" Ladon's warning was burning through his chest.
"Okay…" she said in a soft, reassuring voice.
"And if you ever leave the palace, you will keep your mind link open with me."
