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Nodding to myself, I approved of my internal plan and set about making breakfast, a task I hadn’t done in decades. Melekusually cooked, this part of our suite having been his realm more than mine. But I didn’t trust anyone to handle our food right now, not after the letter incident.
Garmr would be first on my list for a meeting today.
After I finished taking care of my mates.
Ormate, I supposed.
Mymateand Camillia.
Odd howmatesfelt more natural, I thought.
Then I squashed the idle musing and focused on the task.
It’s just pancakes. Nothing more. Nothing less.
CHAPTER 9
TYPHOS
Feeling Azazel’s return with Ajax, I paused my work at the stove and went back to increase the amount of pancake batter I’d whipped up.
Need any help, my king?Melek asked.
No. You’re supposed to be relaxing.
I’m already healed, Ty.
I knew that, but it didn’t change my answer.I want to do this. More so, Ineededto do this. To properly take care of my circle. To prove that I was more than a tyrant king.
Melek seemed entertained by my adamance but didn’t press further. Instead, he simply replied,Camillia likes chocolate.
Hearing that, I divided some of the batter into a separate dish and found some chocolate chips in our magically stocked pantry. The little cubby held everything we desired. Literally. All I had to do was think of an ingredient and it appeared. Very useful. Especially right now.
Humming, I got to work, the task of flipping pancakes on a griddle coming to me with ease despite being out of practice.
Azazel entered as I started the chocolate chip batch, his irises swirling with a mixture of violet and black flames. “Melek said you were cooking. I had to see it for myself.”
Ajax stood just behind him, his brow furrowing as he glanced around my Commander to take in the kitchen.
“You know I can cook,” I told Azazel. “I’ve made you breakfast hundreds of times.”
“Yes, but I haven’t seen you flip a pancake in probably a century or more.”
I shrugged. “The Hellhounds usually cook.”
“But you don’t trust them now because of Payan,” he replied, likely having gathered that information from Melek. Or perhaps from my thoughts.
“I still have faith in them. But, as Hades pointed out, we have some weaknesses to see to. So until I’ve been able to properly evaluate everyone, I won’t be trusting anyone outside of this suite.”
Ajax grunted, drawing my focus to him.
“You have something to add, Warden?” I asked, my eyebrow inching upward.
He met and held my gaze without flinching. “You didn’t trust me a week ago.”
I cocked my head and set down my spatula to give him my full attention. “What makes you think that? I left you alone in the Midnight Fae Realm with a female I considered to be the ultimate threat to my realm. Was that not a show of trust?”
“That was about fae politics,” he returned as Azazel stepped up to my side to take over my pancake project on the stove.
