Rhea #20

[Note the name of the second guard had changed a bit in the story it should be Peller. LOL!]

As soon as they returned to the castle, Teven’s attention was captured by his assistant. Rhea waved goodbye as she scurried back to the room she shared with her sister.

“There you are!” Jamie exclaimed.

Rhea glanced around the room.

“She’s not here,” Jamie said grumpily.

“Good.” Rhea didn’t want to deal with the queen.

“Thanks for covering for me,” Jamie said. “With the necklace and all. Why didn’t you tell me about the gift thing?”

“I did. You told the servant to take care of it,” Rhea reminded her.

“Oh.” Jamie flushed. “I forgot about that.”

“I know.” Rhea said.

“You really saved me sis, thank you. I haven’t seen my fiancé yet though.”

“I did on the way out to the market. He seems really nice. Nothing like his brother.” Rhea replied.

“You liked him well enough earlier,” Jamie teased.

Peller set the cage on the side table.

“What’s that?” Jamie walked over and reached in to pet it.

The little creature snapped at her.

“Careful,” Rhea warned. “The seller said sometimes they bite.”

“Why did you get it?” Jamie circled the cage. “It’s pretty.”

“It wanted to come home with me.”

Rhea started pacing. Energy burned through her body making her restless.

“What are you going to do with it when you leave?” Jamie asked.

Rhea shrugged. “I was going to give it to you.”

Jamie laughed. “Um no. It doesn’t like me. You could give it to your new boyfriend.”

“That’ll just encourage him.” Rhea scratched at her arms. She itched.

Rafe stood in her path. “Deep breaths.”

Peller blocked her from behind.

“We need to drain off energy.” Rafe said wrapping his hands around Rhea’s biceps. “Slow easy breathing.”

Peller rubbed her shoulders from behind making her moan.

“I’m going to go for a walk.” Jamie said. “I’m too young to watch this.”

Rhea would’ve laughed but her nerves were on edge. The magic rode her hard, vibrating through her body and making her teeth hurt.

Jamie opened the door.

“What is going on here?” Rhea didn’t need to turn around to know the king was angry. His voice could’ve frozen the desert sun.