Rain's POV

I am currently standing at the airport, waiting for the Royal Heli to land finally.

Next to me is a wide-smiling Ivor, impatiently treading on his legs. His mate is arriving today to spend her vacation at the Palace. It was a promise I had earlier made and intended to keep, much to Ivor's delight.

"What takes this damn chopper so long to land," I hear him grumble inwardly. "Who so often circles above a runway that doesn't even have a fly on it?" I hold a hand on my mouth to muffle my laughter. Very little of that tight Chief Warrior is noticeable now. The two have...