King Raithen did not wait for Morielle to answer his question.
“Bridge!” he shouted at the saighs to push the lever down and for the bridge to go down and meet the other half of it.
The saighs immediately followed his order.
He smiled at the feisty general, whom he adored so much. “Take care, boyya lyu,” he said smilingly and stole a kiss on her forehead, at least.
She glared at him again, but he ignored it. She gasped when he lifted her up, holding her by the back of her legs for her to get on to the back of the beast easily. He beamed at her, letting her step on his hands as she got onto the leith’s back. He caressed Klykass’ face and told him, “Take care of my little love, would you?”
“Stop it!” Morielle sibilated again.
“I’ll see you after tomorrow then, all right?”
She didn’t
