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“I was kicked out of Heaven for plotting to overthrow God. I’m absolutely evil.”
Whatever. I don’t see it.
Amell finishes dressing. “I’m going to be gone all day, but I’ll try to be back in time for dinner.”
Sighing, I look around the room I cleaned quite well yesterday. I’ll wash sheets today, even though there are three more sets in the trunk at the end of the bed.
“Can I go back to working in the kitchens?”
Amell’s eyes narrow. “What? Why?”
“Because there’s not enough to do here to keep me busy, and I was bored out of my mind yesterday. I tried to read your books, but they’re in another language.”
“Good thing,” he mutters. “You might have accidentally summoned a demon.”
I ignore the quip. “There’s no more than an hour of work at most in here. I need to stay active, or I’ll go crazy.”
Moving close, he takes me by the chin. “You’d rather work in the kitchens under Rhynda’s rule than work here?”
“All day, any day.” I’ll throw myself in the river from boredom otherwise.
Amell sighs, rubbing his thumb over my cheek. “You’re a strange woman.”
I stare up at him. This man—no, Dark Fae—has the power to blink out my existence with a snap of his fingers. He could hurt me in a million different ways by his strength and darkness alone.
Yet now, he actually looks at me with tenderness and worry.
It makes no sense.
“I’ll let Rhynda know you’ll spend your free hours with her, whatever those might be.”
“Free hours?”
“Don’t think after last night I won’t be spending more time in my room. And if I’m in this room, then my order is you’ll be in this room too.”
“Oh.” Warmth creeps up my neck by what that means. “Okay.”
Then Amell bends distance to somewhere else, and I’m alone.
CHAPTER 13
Amell
The Bridge ofJudgment is cleared of all souls. Another day that not one is worthy of reincarnation, and the Crimson River’s hunger has been sated.
There are a dozen things I could be doing in my capacity as ruler, but I choose to go to my suite in the hope of finding Nyssa there. I know the chances are low because she legitimately prefers spending her days working in the kitchens to alleviate her boredom. For the past two weeks, she’s headed there after breakfast, returning just before dinner so she’s available to serve me.
I’ve not made particular efforts to seek her out during the days, forcing myself to be satisfied with having her in my bed at night, but I’ve had Calix keep a close eye on her. He’s advised me that she works hard and without complaint under Rhynda’s keen and merciless watch. More importantly, he’s told me that Rhynda has kept her ravager side in check and hasn’t lifted a hand toward Nyssa.
Calix says that Rhynda will barely make eye contact with Nyssa. Word has gotten around that I threw the incubus who went after her into the Crimson River, so most beings give Nyssa a wide berth in the castle. It appears she’s moderately safe for now, but I haven’t loosened my control of where she goes. My suite, the laundry, and the kitchens, and that’s it.
I can tell she’s not arrived yet the minute I step into my rooms. Nyssa puts off a vibration I can feel when I’m near her. No clue what it is, but it’s been there since we first fucked.
Walking through to the bedroom, I happily note that Calix has come through for me. I sent him on errands this morning, and he’s left the bounty laid out on the bed.
More clothing for Nyssa from the First Dimension. I specifically had him buy for comfort, although I’m not in the least bit put out by the pile of sexy lingerie. I’ll make sure to reward him for his extra effort.
In addition to the clothes is a pile of books. I don’t know what she likes to read, so I instructed him to get a variety.
