Melissa pulled her gaze away from the sprawling architecture of the Stoneheart capital and glanced at Kaelen, who sat resting with his eyes closed.
He possessed a remarkable level of self-discipline. Throughout their entire journey, despite sharing the confined quarters of a carriage, he hadn't made a single inappropriate advance toward her.
"This is the Stoneheart Horde's primary stronghold in the south," Kaelen said, his eyes still shut. "It is a monument to the Horde's past glory and honor. Rather than getting swept up in the grandeur of the city, you would do well to carefully consider how you are going to face my father and mother."
He kept the rest of his thoughts to himself: if Melissa harbored even the slightest treacherous intent, she wouldn't live to see the sunset.
Melissa stared wide-eyed at him. Yet, in her clear gaze, Kaelen saw very little fear.
