Nobody said a word as I was led to my seat. The servant pulled out a chair and I found myself at the king's right, beside Kate. The king's strong mesmerizing woodsy smell hit my nose and I was reminded of last night in full force.

I was too nervous to look up at him but the aura he exuded made his presence too hard to ignore. The memories of how his mouth had tasted the night before evaded my mind, causing my cheeks to heat up.

I turned to Kate, trying to distract my mind. The smell of vanilla on her was near suffocating, with something even sharper that...