“Killian!” The woman called after him. Appalled, he was leaving the dinner table just as the meal was beginning. Abandoning her to sit alone.
Surely the man to her other side will have no qualms about alleviating that disappointment. I saw her pretty face in my mind’s eye and recalled Killian-Warlord stating he didn’t want to continue their relationship.
They’d had one prior?
Why did that sicken me so badly?
I was yanked from my thoughts as his boots thudded from the banquet hall and he took a hard left from the doorway. Ducking down a short, dark hallway.
A servant’s hall. What is he doing back here?
Curiosity thrummed through me, and I was nearly biting through my lip. I have to follow him. Where does he go when he’s upset? Who does he go to?
I had so many unanswered questi
