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the other side, and the King decided to take things to the next level and make him into his Consort. He gave full disclosure to the human, but Terren didn’t understand the true level of commitment that would be required of him. He grew to resent the King for keeping him here. The palace is a lovely cage but still a cage nonetheless. He resented everything the King did. He hated having guards around, was disgusted by the way the courtiers acted, and basically walled himself in their room for weeks on end. Most of the Court never saw him.
    “Our King thought that maybe he wanted more out of their relationship than he could give him, so he allowed Terren to sleep with other members of our Court. It kept the discontented human happy for a time, but our sex was like a drug to him. Our King didn’t realize that he was just giving him an escape.
    “Eventually things came to a head, and Terren tried to kill himself. Death is very uncommon and unwanted among our kind, so your Destiny didn’t know what to do. Terren had never loved him and never would love him, so he did the kindest thing he could think of. He sent him back to Earth with a new kind of immortality and no memory of his time in Underhill so the craving for fae sex magick wouldn’t cripple him. The King was heartbroken, but he never really let us see it.
    “So you see.” He turned toward Salvatore with a sad smile. “He’s terrified of you because to give someone your heart is to give them power over you. Fae are emotional creatures, especially those of the Summer Court, and he wouldn’t be able to separate simple sex and pleasure from love. He would love you absolutely and give you his loyalty exclusively. You and he are on the same page in that regard.”
    Salvatore nodded. “I told him when I met him that I was a one-person sort of man, and I am. Despite these past few weeks, I want just Destin. The hunger never fades for him.” He felt like he needed to explain even though it was impossible to do so. “I am not normally so free with myself, and I—”
    Mar held up a hand to silence him. “I’ve been the King’s advisor for a long time, Salvatore. I’ve seen a lot of people go through transition during that period. None of them have done as well as you. Fae aren’t naturally monogamous creatures. You and the King are unique in that. That is why myself and others believe that you are his Destiny.”
    The Demon Prince chuckled. “That’s what I call him.” He looked once again at the door and stroked the carved surface. “What’s this door anyways?”
    “It’s the King’s private bedchambers.” Mar knocked twice, and the gigantic doors swung open on their own accord. “Go on in. Destin should be arriving back today, so it’ll be your last chance to explore it on your own. I’ll wait out here. Go on. I know you’re dying to see his things.” And he was.
    He couldn’t help it. This room represented Destin’s inner workings to Salvatore. He’d learned that they were a lot alike over the past few months, and if they were anything alike he knew that his bedroom would be his sanctuary. Maybe it would provide the key to the Fae King’s heart. Whenever Destin had been in the palace, he’d studiously avoided being alone or near Salvatore. The Demon Prince wasn’t stupid. He knew a part of Destin was absolutely terrified of him, but he wanted the chance to show him that he meant what he said. He wanted to cherish the other man like no other had done before.
    He glanced once more at Mar and then strode through the door. The heavy wood closed behind him, leaving him to his own devices in the King’s bedchambers. The people of the Summer Court were very open about themselves, so it wasn’t that unusual that Mar would offer to show him the inner sanctuary of someone. They had very little violence in Underhill. Even the warriors saved their fighting for arenas, entertainments, and the occasional defensive move when they were struck by outside