Chapter 122

• [Carnelia]
• One thing that Ona forgot to tell me about Moon Glow Dragons: Staring into the eyes of the Elf King is akin to madness. I forget how to hear, how to see, how to move--all that remains is the swirling sapphire glow of his eyes, bright like the flowers that entwine to create his diadem.
• ‘Queen Carnelia,” his voice is like warm honey that melts its way down my spine to pool low in my groin. "Would you do me the pleasure?"