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entered through the front doors. He tilted his head back and sniffed the air. He smiled. He knew exactly where to go. Areo’s scent emanated from the nearest council chamber on the second floor.
    The doors slid open. The plain room was twenty by twenty square feet of silver steel. It contained an oval table and ten chairs, all made of solid cherrywood. Areo was leaning out the double window and fingering a small pouch she had tied around her tiny waist. Sev paused to observe the many expressions that flitted across her fine features. He figured she was admiring the countryside and made a mental note to take her sightseeing.
    Today, Areo wore a tan-colored halter top and a knee-length wraparound skirt he had bartered for at a nearby village. Areo’s dark-brown hair flowed in soft ringlets to the back of her knees. She was shorter than Uma and Serena in stature—only five foot five—and looked to weigh about 125 pounds.
    Serena was reluctant to break patient confidentiality, but Sev had no qualms about using his authority to his advantage. The leopardess caved in and sung like a canary, telling him everything from Areo’s date of birth to the severity of her injuries. He was alsoinformed of exactly where each wound was located. Every time Sev thought about Areo’s suffering, he grew enraged.
    He admired the way the sun shone off Areo’s features. She possessed a round face with thick, dark eyebrows, rosebud lips, and a petite, celestial nose. Her eyes were soft brown and had a slight, upward curve at the outer corners. She was stunning. Sev could remain there all day staring at her, inhaling her scent that the gentle wind unselfishly shared with him.
    “Great. Just great,” she grumbled.
    “What is?”
    Areo yelped and slapped a hand over her heart. “Jeezum, you scared me. I didn’t even hear you come in.” She left the window and made her way to him, moving catlike.
    She approved the snug fit of Sev’s black pants. He wore his dark-purple shirt open in the front, with the ends tucked into the waist. His impressive musculature left no doubt he was a powerful man, and his comportment showed that he held a position of importance. Sev looked very much the part of king. And like all felines, he looked human. The difference was in his tawny complexion, catlike eyes, and pointy ears.
    Areo recognized the sword Sev wore at his left side. She had grown up seeing it daily. Only then, it had been worn on different hips. A string of questions filled her head. It was time to get them answered, but she would have to tread carefully. She cannot reveal who she was. To do so would be like opening Pandora’s Box. She was already in the middle of one war. She did not want to start a second war with her childhood crush in the middle of it.
    “Where have you been?”
    Sev frowned at her. “At Limbo’s Lookout. Didn’t my cats tell you?”
    Areo folded her arms. Standing only two steps away from Sev, she had to tilt her head back to meet his coppery stare. “No. Jugar is still in town overseeing the new construction, and the others are not very chatty with me. I wish they had. Then I wouldn’t have looked like a fool searching for you,” she snapped.
    “How strange. I told them to keep an eye on you. To make certain you rested and ate properly, and to inform you that I would return from Limbo’s Lookout in a few weeks.”
    “Yeah, well…they left that last bit of information out when I asked.” Areo stepped back several paces. Sev’s scent was over-whelming—too powerful for her to deal with at close range.
    “I apologize. I’m at a loss as to why they didn’t tell you. Are you feeling well? You look stronger.”
    Areo bit back a growl. “That’s because I’m angry and frustrated.”
    “Why?”
    His confusion annoyed her even more. Areo placed her fists on her hips. “Because I need some questions answered, and everyone keeps telling me that I have to speak to you about them. And guess what? You’re nowhere to