Toshani opened her eyes as the pain ripped through her body. It was dim and cool where she was and smelled a bit moldy as if she were underground. Her eyes strained to adjust to the insufficient light. Her head was throbbing, and she could feel the aftermath of the hangover. She tried desperately to remember something, anything. The last thing she could remember was having dinner with her family's murderers. Rudra refraining her from attacking the king...then just darkness. 

Toshani moaned at the feel of his hardness inside as he brought his hands up to cup her corseted breast as the carriage gently swayed her against him. His hips began to buck against hers. It was like a chemical reaction. He touched her and she melted in his arms. Despite her hate, mistrust, and the reason for

Rudra arrived back in the tent, with several attendants carrying platters of food. Toshani looked at the array of dishes on the table.He dismissed them with a wave, then turned towards her. The light and shadow danced on her face in the flickering light of the torch.

"What the hell happened here?" Shrushaw thought. Bhairav looked smug, the queen seemed to have gone mad and she hoped that Prahastha's plan had become successful.

The fireball was only meant to distract Cedric. Keeping view of the dangerous condition, Prahsatha did not mean to harm Toshani.Toshani's hands scrabbled against the strong muscular arm of Cedric, but she could not remove the headlock he had her in.