Nevara
The second Thoren disappeared down the hallway, Salas let out a long breath through his nose before muttering, “I am not taking you into the bathroom with me if I need to take a piss.”
I snorted softly as I moved deeper into the library. “Then you better not need to go, or you better get really good at holding it.”
Salas groaned dramatically behind me.
“I’m serious,” I continued, glancing back at him. “I feel like this is not something we cross him on. Thoren is not a controlling man. For him to put his foot down like this…” I shook my head slightly. “It’s serious. And it clearly means a lot to him.”
Salas’s expression softened just slightly.
“Which means,” I said with exaggerated formality while lifting my chin, “I shall do as my king has commanded.”
He barked out a laugh. “
