When Kira got back to her room, she found Mara and another maid moving her belongings from her bedroom into the next room, which was Derek's bedroom.
"Excuse me," Kira said slowly, brows knitting in confusion. "What's going on?"
The maids bowed. "Your Highness, the King ordered that your belongings be moved into his room," Mara explained.
"Why?"
Mara shrugged. "He doesn't usually explain himself."
Kira watched in disbelief as her things disappeared into Derek's bedroom. Why on earth would he want her in the same room?
She had just finished bathing in her bedroom, refusing to move into Derek's room, and pulled on jeans and a tee when the door flew open and Derek strode in, bare-chested and still damp from training but looking way calmer than she had seen him in the training ground. His citrus scent mixed with sweat filled the room instantly, and she quickly looked away.
