Page 55 of The Summer King


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That was… that waswow.

“And your hair is like golden rays of sun,” he finished.

I laughed. I couldn’t help it or stop it. The laugh just came right out of me.

He lifted a brow as a small grin played at the corners of his lips. “I just complimented you and you laughed at me.”

“I did. I’m sorry. It’s just… it’s just coming from anyone but you that would sound ridiculous.”

“And it doesn’t sound ridiculous coming from me?”

“No,” I admitted, lifting my gaze to his. “It doesn’t.”

That small grin appeared once more. It wasn’t a lot, but it was a big deal, I realized.

“I… I have another question.”

“Of course you do,” he replied wryly.

I grinned at that. “How… how did you heal me? I didn’t know that anything like that was possible.”

“It’s something only I can do.”

“Why?”

The Prince sighed heavily, but there was a fondness to the sound, like my one hundred and one questions amused him more than they irritated him. “As the eldest of my Court, I can… how do I explain this? Reverse feed.”

“Reverse feed? That sounds… weird.”

“Instead of taking from a human, I can give. And if there is still life left in the human, there’s a chance what I can do can save them.”

I considered that. “So, you basically made out with me while I was unconscious in a hospital bed?”

He snorted. “Not quite. I would not do that. Who I was, though?”

“I know. I was teasing.” I squeezed his arm and then started to pull my hand away, but the strangest thing happened.

Caden caught my hand and threaded his fingers through mine. “I did it once before,” he said. “When I was under the spell of the Queen and I’d just come through the gateway.” Pausing, he exhaled heavily as he turned his gaze back to the ceiling. “Ivy had followed me and we fought. She didn’t… fare too well.”

I remembered this. That was the night he got his hands on the blood crystal—the crystal that could open the gateway and was now in the hands of the Queen. I’d seen Ivy briefly after the fight and there didn’t seem to be an inch of her that hadn’t been bruised.

“She was pretty bad off,” he said, and he started to loosen his grip, but I held on. His gaze found mine. “I healed her.”

“Does she know?”

“Yeah, she does.” There was a pause as his lashes lowered. “I think she thought it worked because she was a halfling. I never corrected that assumption.”

“Well, thank you… for saving my life.”

Those lashes rose. “You don’t need to thank me.”

“I do. If you hadn’t done what you did, I wouldn’t be here. I would be—” Unable to stop it, I yawned loudly, flushing at how obnoxious it was. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” A faint smile reappeared, tugging at his full lips. “It’s the feeding. You’re going to be really tired for a couple of hours and you’ll have the deepest sleep you’ve probably ever experienced. But when you wake up, it will be like any other time you wake up.”

I looked around the room as I started to pull my hand free. It was getting late and the last thing I should do is pass out in his bed. “I should—”

“You should stay.”