"How is she now?" he asked hesitantly after a few moments of silence.
Lucian knew who he was asking about because Zane's face became remorseful. "She's recovering amazingly," he assured him and watched as he sighed in relief yet again before saying, "Tell her I am sorry and—"
"You can tell her that yourself," Lucian cut him off as he got up from his chair behind the desk and perched on its edge, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched Zane's eyes round.
"You're all right with me seeing her?" he asked, taken aback as he was certain of how Lucian was overprotective of his wife and could get pettily jealous at times.
Lucian shrugged. "As long as you are only seeing her to apologize, I don't have a problem with that."
After that, the two fell silent until Zane broke the silence again. "I heard the men haven't located the Empress's whereabouts up until now. They said it's as if she has disappeared into thin air. Where do you think she might be hiding?"
