[Daring Scylla]

Druist's face went to stone. "It should have." He bit his lip in anger at the things the Council forced him into. Like it was his fault he was born as the sole Prince of his clan! He hugged his lover back. "It should have, my love," he murmured as he put his hand on the dark head of the only one he loved. "And to worsen things the one I'm married to knows about us." He pulled back and looked into the other man's eyes. "He could use it to threaten us," he said.