CHAPTER 36

Kael's POV

The knock echoed again—firmer this time.

“Fuckin’ hell…” I muttered, pushing off the bed. “What?”

A muffled voice came through the wood. “It’s Joren, my Liege.”

Joren. One of my guards. Reliable enough not to knock unless it was something worth my time.

I ran a hand through my hair, d...