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“Nyx.” Rarity grabs my forearm. “Can I not stay for this?” she asks, a weave of hurt in her question.
“Anything you say to me can be said in front of my firebonds, Raiden. What is it?” The rush of wings whoosh, sending a breeze through the air. “Where are they going?” I yell over the strong gusts.
“I ordered them to do a final patrol tonight,” he replies. “I want us—” his voice becomes louder when silence falls meaningthe last of the dragons have left. He clears his throat, lowering his voice so as not to wake Cailian. “I want us to always have dragons in the air. Constantly rotating. No breaks. We need to keep up with the trolls.”
“You just said you had information on the trolls.” I side-step, repositioning Cailian.
He moans from being disturbed and proceeds to climb up my body, wrap his arms around my neck, his legs around my waist, and buries his head in my neck.
“Nyx.” The way he says my name is a tickle against my neck. “My Dove.”
When I hear the name he calls me, my soul breaks with relief. I wrap my arms tighter around him, sliding one arm under his ass and the other around his waist.
“I’m right here, Treasure. I’m here. You can rest. I’m not going anywhere.” I squeeze my eyes shut, doing my best not to tighten my hold on him more. My arms shake from resisting. I want to crush him but in a way that has all my love for him exploding from me just so I can be closer.
“The trolls still haven’t moved and there’s no sign of your wizard.”
“That’s all you wanted to update me on? You stopped me with a false threat and now I’m minutes behind on lying with my firebonds in my bed for the first time. What is your reason?”
Raiden coughs into his fist and his cheeks flush with embarrassment of being caught. His tail wraps around his waist and his hair falls perfectly over his eyes to block eye contact. This is unlike Raiden. He does not get shy.
“Raiden. Out with it,” I demand, wanting to strip both my firebonds down, feel their skin against my own, and sleep soundly with my arms wrapped around them.
“Be nice,” Rarity murmurs at me, leaning her head against my shoulder.
“This is me being nice,” I snarl as kindly as possible. “If my arms weren’t carrying my firebond, I might be wrapping my hands around your neck, Raiden. Tell me,” I say louder. “And if My Treasure wakes up while you’re standing there—”
“—So remember when you told me about you and Cailian? How it was going to be difficult, and you were pretty angry.”
“I wasn’t angry,” I correct him. “I was confused.”
“Ehh,” he tilts his head back, nodding his head as if he is thinking about it. “Sure, but mostly angry.”
I suck my tongue across my teeth, breathing in and out while Raiden works through his way to tell me what is so important.
“And?”
“And well, I just, want you to know I listened and…”
“—And?” I clip. “I am becoming more irritated with every word that leaves your mouth, Raiden. I’m going to sleep. Come, My Darling Jewel. Let me take you to bed.” My tail slithers across her lower back, draping over her hips.
I spin on my heel and begin to stroll toward the staircase.
“I sent invitations out to the other kingdoms!” he spills in a shout.
I freeze, staring at the brimstone staircase, the edges chipped with age. “Invitations to what, Raiden? I don’t remember planning anything with you.”
“It was supposed to be a surprise. I know this isn’t a good time. It really… really isn’t. Cailian is drunk, you three have your stuff to work out. It can wait. Some. It can wait another… day.”
Rarity snickers when I close my eyes and take a long, deep, calming, relaxing, much-needed breath.
“I can’t kill him. I can’t kill him. I can’t kill him,” I chant to myself. No one else could ever take Raiden’s place as a friend and second in command. My chin hits my shoulder, my eyes peering over at him, “Invitations for what?”
“A ball.”
Rarity rolls her lips together to swallow her laughter. She can’t hide anything from me. I see her laughter in her eyes.
“A ball?” I ask in disbelief. “A ball for what? Where? When? Raiden, now is not the time for a celebration.”
