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“Well?” I said. “What do you think?”
I turned around so he could eyeball me to his heart’s content. When I returned to face him, I was pleased to find his eyes still moving over me.
“You look—” He had to clear his throat. “Stunning. You’re stunning.”
“You’re not too bad yourself,” I said.
He wore a sharp suit, though the lapels looked a little nineteen eighties, and the color was an odd hue of blue. What was I expecting? Hugo Boss?
I crossed the room and brushed a piece of non-existent lint off his shoulder. I wanted him to catch a full noseful of my perfume. I kept my hand on his chest a little too long and peered into his big beautiful purple eyes.
“You’re very handsome,” I said.
“I am?” he said.
He wasn’t fishing for a compliment. He wasn’t sure what else to say.
“Very,” I said.
His Adam’s apple bounced as he swallowed. Then, unable to say another word, he raised his elbow and led me into the hall, across the landing, and toward the stairs.
“You’ll have to forgive me if I’m not available much tonight,” he said. “I have no idea who my sister invited or how many will turn up. She could have invited the whole town for all I know. Although, they’re not likely to come if she did.”
“Why wouldn’t they come to their lord’s birthday party?” I said, curious.
He looked away, embarrassed.
“They’re not entirely happy with my decision about surrendering,” he said. “Titans are fighters. They would rather go down fighting than wave a white flag.”
“Your decision saved their lives,” I pointed out. “They should be happy with that.”
“Lives filled with honor,” he said. “Not surrender.”
Huh. Surely it was better to live than to die? No matter how much honor you had. I filed the thought away for later.
Below us, spread out inside the main entrance hall, were a hundred Titans, maybe more. They raised their glasses.
They were looking at us.
Us.
We.
I gulped.
“To my brother!” Emana said, standing at the foot of the stairs and leading the charge. “May he live forever in honor.”
“In honor,” the guests said, raising their glasses to their lips.
Kal’s grip tightened on my arm. I was supposed to be the nervous one. He was going to be leaning on me as much as I would on him tonight.
He didn’t even want to go down the stairs. He might try to hide it behind his gorgeous purple eyes, but he was scared. Scared to face the people.
His people.
Because he saved their lives.
I hated them for that.
