What the heck is that

Zephara won't be long.

She's going to return soon.

I kept chanting to myself as I continued walking through the room. I swallowed hard, still unable to believe how I had acted when that Chloe woman had tried to slide up to my Zephara.

Zephara was mine. I didn't know where this jealous streak had come from, but I didn't like the thought of another woman touching her. Zephara had promised that none of the other women meant anything, and from what I had read, demon mated for life.

I was confident Zephara was faithful to me, but it was the other woman who had driven me to see red. I wasn't a violent person, but the second the woman tried to press herself to Zephara, I was ready to rip her green hair from her head.

"Your Grace. Would you like wine?" a voice asked beside me.