KIRA'S POV

Dante finished his breakfast quickly and left, giving me a kiss on the forehead as he did so. 

"See you later, love."

I pouted up at him, and spoke through our mindlink. "Do you have to go?" 

"You'll have to have a conversation with both of them sooner or later," he said gently. "Stop trying to put it off."

"But it's going to be weird and awkward," I whined. 

Dante chuckled. "I'm counting on it. Tell me all about it later." 

The room was silent for a long moment after that, before King Jon finally spoke. 

I really had to stop calling him King Jon, but I was...