"Stand behind me."

My heart was beating rapidly when there were three soft knocks on the iron door, my mind conjuring different scenarios of the royal guards finding us when they became more frantic.

Rhysand extinguished the oil lamps without any delay making the room ink dark, sliding his shirt on my body he covered himself with a robe.

I couldn't see him but the way he was taking time reflected that he was listening to the heartbeats trying to identify the intruder.

He opened the door cautiously only to be greeted with a melodious voice. "Rhysand, they have sensed you, they will be here any minute, you need to...