Nine Hot Therians and Their Only One Queen novel Chapter 796

Chapter 796 A Gift of Stone

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Without warning, Drake held the uncapped vial steady at Emma’s lips. “You wore yourself out just now. Drink this, and it’ll help soothe your fatigue.”

The liquid was completely colorless, as transparent as water.

At the moment the liquid slid down her throat, its fragrance unraveled her memories. Silas, she thought immediately. Her eyes found Drake’s. “What’s this? It tastes just like Silas‘ flowers.”

“It’s the extraction from his petals.” Drake set the empty vial aside, explaining softly. “The refined form is significantly more potent than consuming them directly.”

“Wait- did you really extract this from Silas‘ petal? Getting that many out of him couldn’t have been easy. How did you pull that off?” Emma wondered.

With her, Silas had always been an exception. Nobody else got that kind of treatment.

“We made a deal.” Drake shrugged lightly. “I gave him something worth more.”

As he spoke, he drew up the Cosmic Satin, wrapping Emma securely back into his embrace.

He kept the rest to himself–that he had not only made a deal with Silas, but Alaric had requested quite a sum as well. It was Alaric who had done the actual refining, and securing his cooperation had cost Drake greatly.

“The potion handles only physical damage. Everything your mind went through tonight needs sleep to heal properly.”

Slow, steady pats fell against her back–the rhythm of someone who’d never quite learned how to do this but was trying their best

anyway.

“No rush. Sunrise is still a while off.” The pats felt softer now. “I’ll be right here.”

Emma was utterly exhausted.

Although the potion had smoothed away her physical aches, her consciousness had endured an entire night of high–intensity

resonance.

Warm and settled against Drake’s side, Emma stopped resisting and let it pull her under.

Sunlight was already high by the time Emma’s eyes opened. Above her was the familiar light green canopy of her own room.

Wait, wasn’t I in Drake’s room?How on earth did I get back here? she wondered, her mind still hazy.

“Awake at last, Ms. Tibarn?”

Marcus‘ voice sounded in Emma’s ears.

She turned toward the voice, finding him lying beside her, silver hair pooled messily across the bedding. One hand propped his head up while the other had somehow ended up in her hair, absently running the ends through his fingers.

“Marcus?” Emma pushed herself upright. “How did I end up back in my own room? What are you doing here? Was it Drake who

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“Yeah,” he muttered, tone completely even. “I ran into him just as he was carrying you back, so I decided to stay and watch over

you.”

“Then, where is he?” she asked.

Drake wouldn’t just hand me off without a reason, she thought, something nagging at the back of her mind. Something must have demanded his attention the minute he returned earlier.

Marcus jerked his chin vaguely in the direction of the window. “He’s barely back on his feet, yet the representatives from the Four Domains and those old fossils from the Drakonids caught the scent. They came knocking–said it was urgent.”

He sounded flat, unbothered.

“They’re all in the council chamber ever since, deep in discussion.”

The Four Domains? What do they want with him now? Emma’s expression tightened.

“Is Frostveil’s Wolf Clan part of the group?”

“My father never made the trip, but the Grand Elder came.” He gave a short nod.

Emma looked at him. “So, you just stayed in here? They’re still your people, Marcus.”

“Drake’s the one they came for.” Marcus reached out and looped around her waist, drawing her in without a second word. “Everything he’s chasing–none of that ever appealed to me. An afternoon here with you beats that room full of politics without question.”

“Aren’t you even curious about what they’re here for? Frostveil raised you,” she asked, giving him a speechless look. This man is truly beyond lazy.

“No.” Not even a pause later, Marcus shook his head. “If something were in actual trouble, my dad would’ve notified me, and if Drake needed backup, he’d ask directly. I don’t chase news that finds me on its own.”

He leaned down and touched his lips briefly to Emma’s forehead. “Let it go, Ms. Tibarn.”

He held his hand out expectantly. “Edric got something. Lucien too. You shouldn’t play favorites. Where’s mine?” His eyes met hers, demanding, “I want one, too.”

Marcus was always this straightforward, never dancing around what he wanted. He never left her guessing.

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