MIDAS
“I swear on my honor as immortal king of the fifth realm that I will never again send you to that place. I promise.”
He wants to kiss away her tears but instead Midas lets go of her chin and she wipes hurriedly at her cheeks.
“Do you mean this my lord?”
He nods once. “But do not think you will not be punished for your actions. You disobeyed me and that is something I cannot allow to go unanswered.”
“Your great punishment is that you wish to bed her? You are slipping dragon king.”
Midas growls out loud at his dragon. “Shut up.”
She gazes at him curiously and in confusion. “What?”
“Not you.”
“You know dragon King that is not the reassuring answer you think it is.”
He raises one perfectly shaped brow. “How is it that you can manage to make my title sound like an insult?”
She
