I gape at him for a moment and then a silly grin spreads across my face. I can't help myself. I'm genuinely happy to see him. He stiffens as he watches me. I'm not surprised at his reaction. I almost never smile, certainly not at him. Yet, I feel good and I want to share that feeling.
"Are you here to walk me back to the palace?" I ask, my voice husky.
He shakes his head, but reaches for my arm, pulling me to his side. "I have something to show you."
I'm feeling good enough that I don't question him as he escorts me to his vehicle, holding the door open. I'm wearing my long leather skirt with a white shirt and leather vest. As always, I'm armed to the teeth.
Wolfe drives straight for the city limits and is waved through the massive gates. I finally ask the burning question, "Where're we going, Warlord?"
Without looking at me he replies, "Not far."