90 Trust or Treason? Part 1

~ TARKYN ~

Thankfully, as the guard entered the prison to release Tarkyn, keys jangling at his waist, without being asked, Zev took himself to the back of the cell so he posed no threat when the guard approached to unlock the cell door.

Tarkyn could feel the tension on the male, but there was the smallest bond there now—a hint of trust under the fear and rage. Even though Tarkyn could feel the male's eyes on him, it didn't feel like the gaze would sear his skin.

But Tarkyn couldn't risk giving anything away. Once the guard entered, he kept his eyes off of Zev headed for the cell door, sweeping up the spear without a word as he passed it, and once the guard had opened the door, stalking from the prison without looking back, praying silently that his actions that day wouldn't be viewed by his Queen as Treason.

He needed to talk to her.