Chapter 66

Despite the whispers and laughter echoing next to his bed, King Benedict fought to remain in slumber. His heightened hearing abilities, a trait bestowed upon him as a king, made it seem as if the voices originated from the nearby couch, though some distance away. Nevertheless, they reached his ears with crystal clarity.

Among the voices was Killian , recognizable to him. However, the woman's identity remained a mystery. Certain it wasn't Amaya , whose high-pitched and, frankly, annoying voice he knew well. Instead, the current voice was soft and gentle, its melodic quality enchanting. It evoked memories of Elizabeth, his true mate, from the days of yore, though he tried to resist dwelling on such reminiscences.

As he reminisced, an array of memories flooded his mind, and surprisingly, he found himself embracing each one, cherishing the feelings they evoked with his companion. The moments they had shared together felt like a warm embrace to his soul, but they also stung with the pain o