Chapter 5
It had been years—four—since the last time he’d been there. Did Ioan still have the table with the chess board placed near the hearth? Of course he no longer played hide-and-seek…Unless he’d managed to persuade Daniel to join him?
Irritated by that thought, Shandor knocked harder on the door than he’d intended.
“Yeah?” Ioan sounded cautious. Shandor remembered him as being more welcoming. What had gone on in the years since he’d stopped guarding the young duke’s door?
“It’s Shandor.”
“C’mon in.”
Shandor almost tripped over his own feet at the sight that greeted him: Ioan standing in his underwear, wearing white socks…Oh my God, those white socks. Shandor got a grip on himself. The last thing Ioan needed was having the shifter who he trusted to keep him safe drooling over hi
