Chapter 84

Waking up in a bed wasn't the worse thing. The pasty mouth, she could have done without. The sluggish remembrance took a moment to filter.

He'd drugged her!

Why? What had he done to her while she slept?

She sat up in the empty bed. She was dressed in a loose gown, the fabric soft.

The entire room was empty. His Majesty had left her alone.

It made her angry to realize he'd left her so vulnerable. Then even more peeved he'd gone off by himself.

Why?

She slid from the bed and quickly dressed in the new set of clean clothes she found on a chair. Stuff she'd have bought herself if given the choice. The shirt was formfitting, the jacket a rugged yet light leather, the slacks a little tight in the butt, but stretchy. Someone had chosen well for her.

She armed herself before heading to the door for a listen. Opening it suddenly meant the body leaning on it almost fell inside.

Thump.