She didn’t care if it was threadbare and out of style. It was hers! She was surrounded by her things, her smells, her memories. Home. She was finally home, even if it was only for a night or two. “So do you feel different now that you know you’re royalty?” Odintar softened the question with a lazy smile, but it brought tears to Jillian’s eyes. “I’ve never felt less like royalty in my entire life.” He took the pillow from her and tossed it to the sofa where she’d found it. “Come here.” He pulled her into his arms and pressed her against his chest. “I’d say no more surprises, but that didn’t work out so well last time.” She smiled against his throat, comforted by his warmth and nearness. “I sent my mother to a planet I’ve never seen and entrusted her to a man I’d only met once. I’m a horrible person.” “You acted swiftly and decisively to ensure her safety and comfort.” He eased her away until she looked at him. “You are a loving daughter. Any parent would be proud to call you theirs.”
