He chuckled, and a cough took over and wracked his entire body.
Aiko leaned into my ear. “If you give him blood, it will help him heal.”
Dorian shook his head. “Not now. Get me in a carriage and let’s get going…”
“Going where?” Roran asked.
South!
“South,” Dorian and I chorused.
“Let Kimber heal you,” Aiko repeated.
He shook his head. “No. Not here. We have to go.”
“How about pants?” Rilen asked, walking over. “If you won’t let Kimber heal you, can we at least go with pants?”
Roran shook his head, helping Dorian sit up. “Always with the pants, brother. Live a little.”
“I’m happy to live a little. Without my dick spinning in the breeze, thank you.”
I shook my head. “Can we get a carriage? We’re being pulled to the south. To the Gate.”
Aiko stood and motioned one of the soldiers over, issuing commands as he went. Rilen and Roran helped Dorian sit on the fountain.
“Donottry to walk,khoba,” Roran snapped. “Your feet probably still don’t have their circulation back.”
“We have to go,” Dorian said as Kane arrived with a pair of pants for him. “The Gate.”
I felt the pull as well. It was urgent, and I wished Dorian would let me heal him if that much was true. I shook my head. “He’s right. It’s urgent.”
Kane nodded. “The carriage will be here shortly.”
Dorian stood but kept going forward, and I was barely able to get a cushion of air under him to keep him from smashing his face.
“Damn it. I just told you not to do that. You have no circulation in your feet!” Roran grabbed him and plopped him unceremoniously onto the ledge again. “You know, for a thirty-five-hundred-year-old druid, you can be really thick.”
“Are we going there again?” I giggled.
Rilen pointed at me. “You get the honor of massaging his majesty’s toes to make sure he doesn’t lose them. Roran, Aiko, come with me. If we need to leave, we need to get the army set up with instructions.”
The three of them headed out the door as I helped Dorian into his pants.
“This is different,” he smirked.
“Why the hell did you come after me alone? You couldn’t have the twins back you up? You couldn’t trust me to escape on my own?” I purposefully pulled up the zipper on his cock.
“Ow!” Pushing my hand away, he finished fastening the pants. “I wasn’t thinking straight. Or calmly. Savion and I have been enemies for thousands of years.”
“So I heard.” I sat down in front of him on the floor. I grabbed his foot, and he jerked. “Are you really a king?”
“I was. A long time ago. The druids are ruled by the council now.” His tone was emphatic on that.
“We have a lot to talk about, don’t we?”
“Yes, we do, princess.” He jumped again. “Oh, this is going to hurt like hell. I can’t believe that bastard son of a whore drugged me and hung me up.”
“Naked.”
