Page 45 of Her Ivory Flame

That voice.

She froze with her spoon halfway to her mouth, her eyes instantly darting to the male walking out of the door and she felt her heart stop.

Silas had his arm around two girls that had barely any coverings on, his pants undone and hanging casually along his hips. The smile on his face was definitely one of a male that just had the pleasure of being serviced and she felt her stomach sink.

Her hand dropped her spoon and clenched at her stomach, the feeling of the stew wanting to come back up was overwhelming but she wouldn’t let that happen. She wasn’t sure if she should be angry or distraught, but when his eyes landed on her she saw the color drain from his face.

“Alyra.” he breathed but she was on her feet before he could take a step towards her.

Kaden was on her heels as she burst out the door and charged to her grey mare a few feet away. She needed to leave before she blew the entire tavern into pieces from the mixed rage she was feeling.

“Alyra!” she heard Silas yell again and turned to see Kaden blocking Silas from coming near her.

“Move.” Silas barked, but Kaden stood like a brick wall while she mounted up on the mare.

“Alyra, let me explain!” Silas yelled, his head trying to peer around the solid wall Kaden was making between them.

“Don’t come to my room tonight.” The only words she could muster as she felt her magic flicker at her fingertips.

“Don’t do this.” Silas begged and Kaden finally stepped to the side and mounted his own horse.

She didn’t look at Silas and encouraged the mare forward into a canter down the pathway towards the castle, Kaden following her quickly.

She didn’t know how long Silas had been engaging with the ladies at the tavern, but everything about her body now felt dirty and she herself felt like the biggest idiot in the world.

Any trust she had towards him was instantly shattered to pieces, and the overwhelming feeling of betrayal washed over her again for the second time in her life.

This time, she didn’t know if she could recover from it.

Chapter 18

The bath had gone cold long before she heard commotion out in the main room, Silas’s voice echoing on the stone walls.

“Move out of my way!” Silas yelled.

“She doesn’t want you here.” Kaden snarled back.

“Emris ordered me to stay with her in the evenings, are you going to go against the king’s orders?”

She knew that was a low blow from Silas knowing Kaden would be incapable of going against what Emris had demanded. She would go to him tomorrow to get this situation rectified and figure out what to do next.

With a long sigh she got out of the water and wrapped a towel around herself. The reflection in the mirror was depressing, even for her, with her red ringed eyes and matted wet hair she could see. Betrayal was something she had experienced, but this was morepersonal than she had dealt with and she wasn’t sure how to handle it.

She had cried for at least ten minutes in the bath before she could calm herself. The pain in her chest was still there and she could feel the familiar emptiness inside her just like after she was captured.

She had no one left to trust.

Pushing the door open, she instantly looked to find Silas standing in the doorway of the main entrance and Kaden blocking him with tense shoulders. She wasn’t sure why Kaden cared to stick around, or even keep Silas from her, but for once she felt thankful for him.

“Get out,” she snarled.

“Let me explain,” Silas pleaded again, his voice more hostile than before.

“I don’t need to know why you had your dick balls deep in prostitutes, Silas,” she snarled again and started to head towards her bed area.

She heard a scuffle and halted her steps to see Silas trying to get around Kaden with urgency. Kaden barely moved.

“Please,” Silas begged.