Chapter 180

• Ottai stopped mid-step, his hand reaching out to grip Vladya’s arm, and he leaned in closer, lowering his voice to a whisper. "Wait... Was she the 'business' he had to take care of for a few days? The female in heat who imprinted on him?"
• "Uh-huh." Vladya's eyes shifted toward Daemonikai, who walked ahead, his face stony and unflappable. Ever since the gathering, Daemonikai had said little beyond what was necessary in court.
• "Shit. How did that happen?” Ottai hissed, stealing glances at the grand king. “If he did not know she was a girl, how did they… how did they manage to spend her heat together?"