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Chapter 10 A Night in the Prince’s Bedroom

No one answered.

I stuck my head in and noticed it was dark inside. He wasn’t there?

It should’ve been reason enough for me to close the door and prepare for bed, but once again, curiosity got the better of me, and I found myself creeping into his room.

A chill went down my back and through my arms at the temperature of the room. It was much colder than my own room had been, colder than any other part of the castle.

The prince’s bed was empty, the dark blue bedspread still tucked up into place. My eyes wandered across the rest of the room when a rustling sound behind me made me almost jump.

I snapped around and spotted Prince Theo sitting on the couch in the dark. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest.

My immediate reaction was to get down on my knee and announce myself, but then I heard the faint sound of even breathing.

I looked up and realized that he wasn’t awake. His head was tipping to the side and only a thin stream of moonlight illuminating his slumbering form!

My feet were light on the carpet as I approached, wondering what a man like him must dream about. In his mind’s eye,

right now, was he slaughtering other wolves, or was he envisioning himself in a peaceful meadow with a beautiful young lady? Not me, obviously.

In the moonlight, without the scowl on his face, I could see him more clearly than I had before. His dark eyes were closed, so I could focus on his other features-the perfect slant of his nose, the way his jaw was set so squarely, almost perfectly.

I also noticed how masculine the bit of shadow that covered his chin looked with his dark hair. If he always looked this peaceful, perhaps he wouldn’t be quite so terrifying.

Standing in his room staring at him was probably not part of my new duties, but it was chilly in the room, so I decided the least I could do was toss a blanket over him. His demeanor might be cold, but his body didn’t need to be.

I moved to grab a quilt off of the back of a chair and noted he wasn’t wearing the gloves he usually had on. His fingers were long and slender, glowing pale in the moonlight.

I knew the strength of those hands as I had seen him crush bone and rip out tendons with them only a few days ago, but they looked innocent enough now that they were exposed.

if they’d always been there or if I’d inadvertently knocked them off when I moved the cover, so | bent down

to

just about to set them back on the table when

look at him and saw

could come into my chambers without my permission?” No longer peacefully slumbering, Prince Theo looked like he wanted

quickly put his gloves on the coffee table and

I said, my voice vibrating with each word. “Since I have

check on me involve touching my personal

his hands over his face, and

course, it didn’t, but I thought his gloves shouldn’t be on

were something he needed to hear though. I waited, wondering if

he asked, “Who are you, anyway, woman? And why are you always there

his breath, so I wasn’t sure if I should answer him or just keep quiet, but when he looked at me, I

I said, simplifying my

paused, his eyes seemed to open slightly

not

care where you’re from.” He interrupted me, stood up and stepped closer. Somehow, I managed to hold my

don’t care who you are or why you’re here, but from now on, if you’re to be my personal attendant, you don’t do a damn thing without my express consent. I

through me as he waited for me to regain the ability to speak. I

he think he was, assuming everyone wanted to be near him all the time, so much so that we’d risk

intricately woven rug beneath the coffee table where we were standing, not allowing myself to

as he said, slowly, “You must learn

anything without my

my throat, I replied, “Yes, Sir,” and waited, not even sure I should

room, so I peeked up slightly, and saw he was staring at the spot where his gloves rested on the table, as if he wanted them. However, I didn’t move to get them for

“Get out. Now.”

to obey him immediately, and I took a few hurried steps toward the door. But then, I realized, knowing what I did about the prince, he wasn’t likely to seek me out to give me

“Your Highness,” His threw me a look as if he regretted that he didn’t silence me forever just now, but before he could make a sound, I quickly blurted out, “-might I know what

had gone to in order to bestow this position upon me, the prince wasn’t likely