The presence of the poor Sir Rulf was forgotten by both royals, and nobody had noticed him immediately lowering his head. At this moment, he was torn between quietly leaving the room like a good subordinate and gawking at the strangely intimate sight to share with his fellow knights over drinks later. His king had been giving him shock after shock since the day they arrived in Abetha. He had long understood the reason, and today, it was merely another confirmation of a single fact—that the devil-like young king had already been thoroughly conquered by the Queen of Megaris.
Not knowing the impact his gentle action towards his wife had given his knight, Drayce looked at the captain of his knights. "Take Dusk with you, Rulf."
With his head still lowered, Sir Rulf replied, "Leave everything to me, Your Majesty."
Drayce and Seren left the guest room with Sir Rulf following them while carrying Dusk in his arms.