The Flame King's Bride: A Fated Mates Fantasy Romance (Fire and Desire Book 2) by Chloe Chastaine & Lilith Vincent

Author:Chloe Chastaine & Lilith Vincent [Chastaine, Chloe & Vincent, Lilith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-13T00:00:00+00:00

Heavy sleet falls as Fiala, Dusan, and I make our way back to the castle. The three of us are soaked to the bone and our teeth are chattering with cold as we pass through the gates.

“Let’s stop by the Flame Temple,” I tell my bodyguards. “I’d like to check in on Zenevieve.”

“Good idea. We can get warm in front of the font,” Dusan says, shaking slushy snow and droplets of water from his hair.

“The Temple Flame is for meditating in front of, not for warming your bony ass,” Fiala replies.

“I can do both at once,” he tells her with a grin.

When we arrive at the entrance to the Flame Temple, I see someone else who must have been caught in the sleet. Stesha is kneeling on the stone floor and staring into the temple. Water has pooled around him as the slushy snow has melted from his clothes.

Fiala, Dusan, and I all exchange glances and communicate silently.

Do we talk to him?

He’ll probably yell at us.

You talk to him.

I’m not talking to him.

We all step carefully around Stesha and make our way inside. Half a dozen people are sitting before the flames, all of whom have been caught in the wet weather and their clothes are steaming as they dry. The three of us assemble as reverently as we can, our teeth still chattering.

The Temple Crone speaks behind us. “I have noticed that the need to meditate is great on wet winter days.” There’s a smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eyes that tells me we’ve caused no offense. “Thank you for joining us, Ma’len’s mate, Fiala, Dusan.”

I glance toward the entrance of the temple. “Did you notice the dragonmaster? I hope he’s all right. It’s freezing in that corridor, and he’s soaked through.”

Her smile dims. “Yes, I did. The dragonmaster has been out there for some time, but he doesn’t wish to enter the temple.”

“He’ll make himself sick if he keeps this up. His lips are turning blue,” Fiala mutters.

Zenevieve is here, and Stesha hasn’t been given permission to see her. Zenevieve still hasn’t recovered her memories, and meanwhile, the dragonmaster is freezing to death. “Perhaps we should let him see her for a moment. It might help them both.”

The Temple Crone glances past me toward Stesha. “Ma’len has wondered the same thing to me. I don’t believe Ma’len would be against it.”

I leave the temple and carefully approach Stesha. “Dragonmaster, if you would like to see Zenevieve for a moment, the Temple Crone will take you to her.”

I expect Stesha to leap to his feet and rush inside, but he doesn’t move. He doesn’t even look at me.

“You did hear me, didn’t you? You may speak with Zenevieve. I am sure it will make her happy to see you.”

Water drips steadily from his hair onto the flagstones. He’s as still as a mountain. He doesn’t even growl, You may speak with Zenevieve, dragonmaster.

I step directly in front of him, and his mouth tightens. He can hear me, but he’s choosing to ignore me.

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