Chapter 118

Edric pulls away from me, his eyes glazing over. Dammit. We haven’t had sex in four weeks. Mostly because I thought he didn’t want to. Why would he after the way I treated him? It took me a while, but I realise now he was waiting for me to show him I was ready.

“Maya,” he says, dropping his forehead on mine. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t tell me…you have to go.” The fact that he has to keep running off to fix one crisis or the other doesn’t help our anaemic sex life at all.

“Yeah.” He sighs and gets up. He unbuttons his jeans, pushes his hand inside, and readjusts his penis with a painful expression on his face. “Make sure you eat.”

“I do. Why do you have to go? What’s wrong?”

He looks at me like he can’t believe I asked the question, then tells me about the unfortunates they rounded up and what they're trying to do for them. “Stephen says they won’t wash and are threatening to break down the palace if we don’t let them go.”

“Stephen can’t handle it?”

“Not by himself, no…and the others ju