119 Close to Finding Emma

Yul looked away as if thinking deeply. "It's like she is waiting for something." 

"How can you say that?" he asked, as Emma grunted and crawled out of his lap. 

"She keeps looking out of the windows time and again. My guards have reported it."

Lazarus sighed. "Yul, you are just too worked up. All this activity has taken a toll on your thinking."

"What? No!" he blurted. "I am rather enjoying it." He gazed at Emma and raised his glass. "Anything for that beautiful girl who is your mate." 

Lazarus growled at him. "Are you flirting with her?" He jumped out of his bed, and walked towards him, cracking his neck as if challenging him for a fight to death. 

Yul rolled his eyes. "Even if I flirt with her, trust me she would never have that interest in me. So just go back, old man." 

Emma barked a laugh. "Kill it, Lord Lorza," she said. "Yul is like a brother to me."