Delilah's Pov

As I left the dining hall, a smile tugged at my lips. Fulfilled. That was how I felt. During breakfast, I'd felt Malric's gaze on me just as I wanted and I carried that satisfaction like a crown.

When I entered my chamber, Reyna was already freshened up, her damp hair flowing down her shoulders and a clean dress draping her frame.

"Why didn't you come down for breakfast?" I asked.

She stretched lazily, "I wasn't hungry yet. I thought I'd just have something here in the chamber."

"Alright then," I said softly, then grinned. "Would you like to go into town with me? Maybe get some fresh...