TO MY CHAMBER

FIRA’S POV

When I woke up, I was not in King Fire’s room. I was inside my room with Ember. My little girl was on edge of the bed, playing with a barbie doll, which I thought came from Zephyrus. He was the only king who loved to go to the city. He bought that. Probably.

I looked down at my body. I was wearing a pink nightie with my underwear.

Did Pyro put it on to me?

When I moved to sit, all I could feel was the swollen of the walls of my entrance. I gazed at the side table.

Crap. It was twelve in the afternoon. I overslept. "Good morning and afternoon, my love!" I crawled towards Ember and kissed her on the cheek.

I was curious why her forehead was knitted while looking at me, examining my features.

"Why?" I smoothly touched her cheek. "Are you hungry?"

She moved closer to me and smelled my neck. "Your scent smells like King Fire."