Fiona couldn't stop replaying her dinner conversation earlier with Tiamat, everything about it was strange and unusual.
She could understand that now that the jousts were over and he seemed to have wrapped up whatever business he had with the King he seemingly had more free time.
Normally she would be over the moon that he chose to spend the free time with her.
But not when her mind was filled with tumultuous thoughts and her emotions were all over the place from endangering her life in a few hours at dawn.
Her mind couldn't handle Tiamat's inquisition at the dinner table. It seemed almost like he was fishing for information but she wasn't giving him what he wanted.
Men like Tiamat lived for the thrill of the chase, when they felt that need was no longer supplied they often turned to the arms of another woman to fill that void.
