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Rai brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear gently.
“Adrian returned to the realmjust when KingDaghda went crazy,” he said. “He then followed the king and his elite guards to the mountains.”
I gave him an appreciative nod. My mates always got to the bottom of things.
“Elvey, on the other hand, had been tracking the demons and us,” Iokul chimed in to show that he was equally informative. Among all my mates, Iokul was on better terms with Elvey. He respected Elvey more and evaluated him with cool logic. “When he spotted the army of the demons, he went straight to the mountains to solicit Adrian’s help before he rushed to our aid. The mage is resourceful.”
Blaze shrugged. “I wonder what his agenda is.”
I didn’t intend for them to get into an argument over Elvey.
“I’m thirsty,” I murmured. “Can anyone get me some water, please?”
Blaze banged his forehead with the heel of his palm. “What kind of mates are we? This is not the way we treat our mate.”
Rai also looked ashamed and shot to his feet.
I couldn’t see Iokul’s expression since my back leaned against his chest, my head on his shoulder, but he tensed behind me.
“Sorry, honey,” he said. “Blaze, while Rai goes to fetch the water, you’d better run to bring food for Daisy. She has to be hungry.”
Blaze gave Iokul a hard glance before rushing out of the room.
Both Blaze and Rai returned with water, bread, cheese, and a pot of stew.
Now they all looked hungry.
I figured that none of them had paid attention to their stomachs while I was unconscious.
I took a big swig of the cool water and let it soothe my parched throat before I handed it to Iokul.
“No, you drink more first, love,” Iokul said.
I sighed and took another gulp before I gave it to him. He drained half of it before passing it to Rai. Rai drank his fill and left the rest for Blaze.
“Let’s sit at the table and eat properly,” I said, and my mates helped me settle on a chair. The four of us were like a big happy family around the table.
I bit into the bread topped with cheese that Iokul had prepared for me. My mates looked content as I ate and then they started attacking their plates of food.
They were famished.
I waited until they were half done with their food before I asked, “Has anyone heard anything about my crazy grandfather?”
Just then, a commotion stirred outside the door. We snapped our heads toward the window.
My princes shot to their feet as one, drawing their swords.
The door swung open, and KingDaghda stood at the doorway, blocking light and shadow. His dragon guards, the ones who had aided me in the battle against the demons, braced their feet behind him in a guard stance, even though they were all wounded.
Unlike mortals assumed, time wasn’t any kinder to immortals. My grandfather appeared no more than a few years older than me, but he had a worn-out, desolate look in his amber eyes.
His skin had a grayish tone, in contrast to the healthy tan I remembered, which indicated that he’d been sick. Immortals didn’t get sick unless they were wounded or poisoned.
Despite all, my grandfather was still the most regal being I’d ever seen.
It wasn’t just that he towered everyone. Ancient power rolled off him easily.
My mates froze and bowed to him. They did not need to kneel because they were also royals. “Your Majesty,” they greeted.
