Chapter 39

Third Person's POV

"Exactly," Zarek had said, leaning slightly toward Elara, the faint chill of his presence brushing against her skin. "This body of mine is… well, not bad. If Miss Valkar ever finds herself in need, I'm at your disposal."

Elara blinked, still reeling. She had never heard a man speak of such things so… detached, so otherworldly. "No. I don't need that," she said firm