I felt my eyelids get lazy for he had.

But now he was in love with me.

“You look like a cat who got her cream,” he murmured throatily, his tone telling me he enjoyed my expression.

“This is because I am indeed a cat, my love, who just got her cream.”

For a second, his body stilled over mine.

Then he burst with laughter.

I smiled at him as he did.

He continued laughing as he shoved his face in my neck.

When he stopped, he worked his mouth there.

I liked the feel of this so much, indeed I simply liked my True so much, I held him tighter with my arms and added rounding his thighs with my legs.

“What do you do today?” I asked.

“There was an attempted prison escape yesterday.”

My limbs tensed about him.

Sadly, he lifted his head out of my neck. Not sadly, he looked into my eyes so I could again witness the green of his.

I would never tire of looking into his eyes.

Then again, I would never tire of anything that was True.

“Some supporters of Gallienus tried to free him,” he shared. “They failed. It very much did not go well to the point two of the eleven conspirators lost their lives. The other nine have now joined Gallienus in his accommodations.”

“And what does this have to do with you?”

“Cassius jailed a lord before he left to take Elena to Ophelia prior to…”

“Yes,” I whispered when he trailed off.

True cleared his throat, and along with him in that moment, I quietly lamented all of our loss, so much of it, in so short a time.

True continued, “He has asked for an audience with Cass. Apparently, he is one of the instigators and feels that the best way forward in hostilities at this time is to enter negotiations.”

“I’m sure he does, ambushing Cassius and Elena, only for them to ride out of the mountains fighting, to be joined by two nations’ armies. Unicorns transporting all of us to thwart their evil doings at The Enchantments. Your soldiers now camped out on the grazing fields outside Sky Bay. Mars’s approaching The Enchantments to assist in guarding them, his others running roughshod through AG strongholds in the south. Aramus’s ships blockading every harbor and bombarding Dunlyn with cannon fire. If I was so thoroughly losing a war I should not have waged within barely a week of starting it, I’d wish to enter negotiations too.”

True was grinning down at me throughout my diatribe, and he gave it a few moments before he replied.

“Well, I go with him and Aramus to Slán Bailey to speak to this Lord Felix.”

I frowned.