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Like start a war.

“We have barely seen any of this world so far, and yet, I am already uncomfortable. I dare not sit on her bed for fear it would not hold my weight.”

Ronan snorted.“Humans are small compared to Arcadians.”

“Especially our mate. She is very thin and extremely delicate.”Dominic couldn’t hide the worry in his voice. “We will have to make sure to feed and care for her well while she recovers.”

“We will do so until the end of days. She is our mate,”Ronan reminded. “And her name is Kylie. According to what I have seen in her residence, her name is Kylie Bell.”

“A beautiful name for a beautiful female.”

“Aye, she is. By the way, we are able to read the human language, which is a bonus the Sun God did not tell us about. There is no one here, and from what my senses tell me, I believe she lives alone,”Ronan reported.

“That is good, although it worries me that no one has been here to take care of her while she is in this state. Thankfully, the tonic already seems to be working.”

“She took everything better than we expected,”Ronan stated.“I thought it would be a lot more difficult to convince her to drink the tonic.”

“From what she said, I surmise she thinks this is nothing more than a dream.”

“Well, she will find out differently when she wakes,”Ronan pointed out with a hint of amusement.“Let us hope it is as easy to convince her to return to Arcadia with us.”He paused, then said,“But we may have a problem. I think our mate is a celebrity.”

“What does that mean?”

“Remember what the Dracors told us after they met Allie and received their magic? We were jesting with them about how they had become the most prominent individuals on Arcadia, and she said that made them celebrities.”

Dominic recalled that Allie had explained celebrities were extremely famous people on her home world. He had been fascinated to hear about a culture that was so different from his own. Humans idolized those who excelled in specific fields like sports, music, and acting. That admiration often bordered on reverence, with fans eagerly following every move of their favorite athletes, musicians, and actors.

The achievements of those individuals were celebrated with grand ceremonies and awards. Younglings aspired to be like their idols, dedicating countless hours of practice to hone their skills. The fame and recognition that came from excelling inthese certain fields were seen as the ultimate reward for their talent and effort.

Cultural icons were not something the Arcadians had, nor did they believe in worshiping anyone but the gods. However, as princes of their kingdom, Dominic and Ronon did enjoy a certain level of respect and adoration from their citizens. Still, people feared them enough to give them space and privacy, so it wasn’t the same. From what Allie and Raven had told them, most celebrities on Earth did not have that luxury.

“This complicates things.”

“Aye, it does. There is a room up here on the second level that you should see.”

Dominic didn’t want to leave Kylie’s side, but he forced himself to release her hand and stand up.“I will be right there.”

With one last look to make sure she was still sleeping, he quietly exited the room, leaving the door slightly ajar so they could hear when she woke.

He quickly made his way up the steps and down the hallway. He passed by a few more vacant bedrooms before he followed the faint sound to the double doors that led to a room that took up almost half of the entire second level. With his heightened senses, he could immediately tell she spent a lot of time there. As he came to a stop next to his brother, his brows furrowed as he scanned the room.

He didn’t recognize half of the objects displayed on the wall, but he could identify enough to know that they were standing in a room dedicated to music. While her bedroom had been a quiet, tranquil room, their mate’s music studio was a sanctuary for creativity and inspiration. Bold, vivid colors filled a space that had been designed to be both functional and aesthetically pleasing.

The walls seemed to be made of a special material that changed the sound quality in the room, muffling the volume.There was a large desk with a bunch of complicated equipment set up on top. He was curious to see how everything worked but didn’t touch anything for fear of breaking something.

On one side of the room was a long sofa and a few cozy chairs that actually looked large enough for the brothers to sit on without fear of breaking them. The lighting was soft and warm, creating an inviting atmosphere, and more spotlights highlighted the various frames that hung on the wall. Large shelves had books and statues displayed on them, and there was an assortment of other items he couldn’t identify.

Dominic’s breath caught as he turned and saw a large, framed picture hanging on the wall. He hadn’t seen it when he walked in, but now, he couldn’t tear his gaze away from it. The image was of their mate before she had gotten ill. She had a mass of long, vibrant red hair, flawless skin, and a sparkle in her green eyes as she stood on a stage in front of what looked to be a legion of people.

She wore a skintight, sparkling green outfit with matching boots that highlighted her lush curves and long legs, and she was holding an instrument in front of her that was attached to a strap that wound around her shoulder. The image was so lifelike that it almost seemed like she was in the room with them. She was beautiful now, but seeing what she looked like before showed him exactly how much she had suffered.

And that made his heart ache.

“She is stunning,” he said softly. “I have never even imagined a female could be so beautiful.”

“Aye, she is.” Ronan sighed. “I wish we could hear her play whatever that is, but I am sure we will get the chance. This room is important to her. It will be difficult for her to leave all of this.”

Dominic walked up to the wall of instruments. He reached out a hand but hesitated before he could touch anything. Outof respect, he would gain her permission first before he touched her things. But it was difficult to stop himself.