章 117: Chasing his mate

The voice in his head vanished in a whirl of smoke and Cian snapped his head up, in front of him and Harley stood Bree her gaze fixated on his hand that was still clutching Harley's chin. Feeling like he has been electrocuted, he let go of Harley and took several steps behind, he wanted to explain, to say something anything that will explain what he was trying to do but at the moment nothing came to his head, all he could do was to flail his hands and say, " Your majesty…this..I…." The more he tried to explain the more mistakes he made in the end it was Bree who broke the stalemate. 

" So, this is what you meant by having fun at the downtown, fourth consort?" Cian noticed her alienation, noticed how she was calling him the fourth consort instead of his name and almost broke down then and there, why was this happening to him? What did he do wrong?