Raven's POV After exactly five minutes, Darian released Valen’s hand with a grimace. He looked at me with a painful, forced smile, his eyes practically twitching. "Happy now?" he asked, rubbing his palm against his trousers as if trying to wipe away the very memory of the contact. "Very," I said, unable to hide my satisfaction. I looked at the door and turned back to Darian, trying to sound helpful so they wouldn't start a second round of bruising each other's ribs. "Your majesty, please work on your reports. I’ll take King Valen away for a while to ensure you have total focus.” Darian hummed a response, already reaching for his fountain pen. I started to lead Valen toward the exit, but we hadn't even reached the door before Darian’s voice rang out again. "Wait." We both paused. I turned around, curious. "Yes, your majesty?" "Call my name," he said. I blinked. It was such an odd, sudden request. "Why?" "Just call it," he insisted, leaning back in his chair and watching me wi
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