#the way dorian got impossibly hotter in this book

[malulls]

“And who, exactly, are you?”

Dorian gave the witch one of those charming smiles and sketched a bow.

“Dorian Havilliard, at your service.”

“The king,” one of the Crochans murmured from near the wyverns.

Dorian winked. “That I am, too.”

That was so HOT of him