VI

Ilena didn’t know when sleep took her after the long pleasurable night she spent with the King of the North.

She blinked her eyes to get used to the brightness from the sun rays that illuminated the room. Her eyes widened instantly as she noticed the embarrassing position she was in.

She laid nude and exposed on the bed but Dreg was nowhere to be found, the thought of him waking up and seeing her in that state made her face burn red.

On cue, the door to the room opened revealing a shirtless Dreg who had a tray of food in his hands. Ilena quickly scurried to cover herself with the sheets with her head bowed but this time in shyness.

Dreg walked over and placed the tray of food on the table. “Good morning.” He noticed as she shrunk herself further into the corner and struggled to cover herself.

“Good morning.....my lord.” She muttered out just above a whisper.

Dreg scoffed at her choice of words. “Back to ‘my lord’ are we, that’s not what you called me last night....”