As her eyes fell on me, she let out a frustrated huff of air. “How did I know you wouldn’t be ready? You never change!”
She shooed Theo from our room with her hands. “Get! I need to work a miracle to get her ready in time. Go find Lucius and help him with your nephew.”
I smiled at the mention of little Gawain. He was ten months old and full of the most precious skin rolls. He’d begun to drive his mom and dad crazy recently, as he began to tune-in to his affinity for water. If I thought about it for too long, it still freaked me out to know that human mates could carry drackya offspring. Though they remained in their human form for at least the first five years of life, it was still odd to think one day they’d be ableto shift into a dragon and that they’d been carried by a human at their conception.
“She could go exactly as she is now and she’d still be the most beautiful woman in existence,” Theo rebutted before the door shut behind him.
Tillie’s lips pursed as she dragged me over to our bathing area. “It’s sickening, how in love you both still are all these years later.”
I flicked her with the water on my fingers after feeling the temperature of the bath she must have prepared earlier. “Don’t act like Lucius isn’t constantly falling over himself just to make you smile every day.”
A gentle smile lifted her lips before she sighed. “You’re right. It’s just been hard to find time for us since Gawain was born.”
I quickly shed my clothes and stepped into the tepid bath, knowing we definitely didn’t have time to fetch new, warmer water. “Let us watch him for a night, so you can have time together to reconnect. You know we’d be happy to.”
While Theo and I weren’t ready to have our own children, we loved showering our nephew with love before returning him back to his parents. Being an aunt and uncle fit our desires perfectly for now.
Soon enough Tillie had worked her magic, getting me dressed and ready for an event as queen. The long bell sleeves of my dress shimmered like ice beneath the sun as I moved them in the light, admiring the new material. Fixing a hairpin that she’d stuck in tightly enough to give me a headache, I let out a huff. While the style did need to last as we flew down, I’d rather have a mess of hair than be in pain. That was the main difference between Tillie and me, but I hadn’t bothered arguing with her on it, choosing to wait until she’d left to find Lucius and Gawain to leave.
Our door clicked open and I spun around, finding Theo with a supply pack ready to go. “I’m not forgetting this again. I refuse to be stuck as a dragon, forced away from your side for even a moment tonight. You’re far too beautiful to be left unattended.”
He tossed it onto the floor as heat crept into my cheeks with his hungry gaze sweeping over me.
“My queen,” he murmured, pulling me into his arms before pressing a kiss to my forehead. “It will be hard to keep my hands off of you and remember our titles tonight while in public.”
“Tonight I don’t want to be the king and queen,” I breathed out, tangling my fingers into his soft waves as I pulled his lips down to mine. “I just want us to be a dragon boy and his wench.”
