When I made my way inside, he was nowhere to be seen. I realized I had no idea where Kodan was staying, or where they were having strategy meetings. So much for me being involved in the decision-making. I made my way back to the guest quarters, where luckily Fina and Adora had just called in afternoon tea from the kitchens. When I stepped into their room, the table was spread with fine meats and cheeses, and hot spiced tea that I accepted eagerly.
“Are you all right?” Fina asked, peering from over the rim of her own teacup with concern. “Wasn’t today a day off? You should be resting.”
“It was certainly supposed to be a restful day,” I said. “I went on a run with Elias.”
“That seems lovely,” Adora said. “Especially with the weather here. Perfect day for it.”
“You’d think so,” I said. “And it was, until King Draunar butted in.”
“He crashed your date?” Fina gaped at me.
“I know,” I said.
“I hate to say this,” Adora said, with her voice lowered, “as he’s been such a lovely host, but he’s been giving me a strange feeling most of this trip. Like he’s hiding something.”
“You can just say he’s creepy,” Fina said. “He is a bit creepy.”
Adora hid a laugh behind her hand. “I wasn’t going to say it!” Then she shook her head. “But it does seem to be mostly directed at you, Reyna. I’ve noticed the way he seems to watch you.”
I sighed. “So I’m not imagining things?”
“Definitely not,” Fina said. “What did he do?”
“He said he was ready to sign the peace treaty, but with one additional requirement,” I said.
Fina and Adora glanced at each other, like they knew where this was going.
“He wants me,” I said. “He wants Elias to give me to him as tribute.”
“Well, that’s ridiculous,” Adora said. “The king would never do such a thing.”
“Exactly,” Fina agreed. “He’s smitten with you. I mean, he chose you—and if I learned anything about him during the Choice,
it’s that the man is seriously possessive. There’s no way he’d ever go along with such a disrespectful request.”
“I know,” I said as I stared into my tea.
“Don’t let King Draunar get to you,” Adora said. “This is just two men having a dick-measuring contest.”
Fina squawk a surprised laugh. “I can’t believe you just said that!”
“What?” Adora asked, even as her cheeks reddened. “It’s true!”
“It’s absolutely true,” Fina said, “but I can’t believe you just said ‘dick-measuring’! Say it again!”
“Oh, gods,” Adora said, blushing even harder, “you’re ridiculous.”
Fina broke down into giggles. I offered them both a smile, too, but their familiar teasing didn’t make me feel any better. I knew they were both right—Elias was possessive, and certainly didn’t want to give me up—but they hadn’t heard the second half of Draunar’s threat.
What Elias wanted and what Frasia needed were two disparate things. And in this case, I wasn’t sure if they could be reconciled at all.
11
“I
t’s here!” Adora squealed, nearly leaping out of her seat. We were having mid-morning tea in the conservatory, enjoying the fine plants under overcast skies. The servant who had brought the news to Adora reeled back, visibly surprised by her reaction. “Oh, we have to go back to our quarters. Come on, I’ll have someone bring the tea in.”
“What is it?” I asked. “What’s so important?”
“You are going to love this,” Fina said. She grabbed my upper arm and tugged me through the gardens and back toward the palace. “Remember how the staff told you your gown for the ball tonight was already taken care of?”
I nodded, even though I didn’t really remember. It’d been a week since Draunar had made his demands in the quiet of the clearing, and Elias had refused to discuss it since. He’d been tied up in negotiations each day, and we only saw each other for a few moments in the morning and the evening. We barely had time to speak, and when I tried, he pushed me away.
Things had been improving between us—I’d really thought this trip to Shianga might be what we needed to build a real marriage. And yet now things were back to where they were before this journey. Perhaps even worse. Worse because he was the one stonewalling me. There wasn’t any cruelty in it, he was just…distracted. Absent. Like he was too busy to make time for me.
Or like he was trying to put distance between us.
If he was going to use me as a tribute, that would make sense, wouldn’t it? He would be trying to make the loss hurt less.
“You thought the Shiangan Court had something put together for you, didn’t you?” Adora asked.
“I suppose I did.” I hadn’t thought about the ball at all.
Fina and Adora glanced between each other like they knew that. Fina just sighed gently and led me back into the guest wing and back to my bedroom.
“Come on,” Adora chided. “This is the farewell ball. It should be quite extravagant. Aren’t you even a little excited?”
“At least excited to go home?” Fina asked. “I know I’m looking forward to it. If not the journey.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I just—I’m worried about the treaty. I know nothing’s been signed yet.”
“King Draunar is all about pomp and circumstance,” Adora said. “I’m sure he’s just waiting to sign it in front of everyone at the ball so he can force everyone to cheer and applaud.”
“Elias said he had it all worked out, didn’t he?” Fina said. “Once this ball is over, we’ll be able to go back to our normal lives.”
I pressed my lips together. If only it were that simple. If Elias had worked everything out, he would’ve told me. His continued distance made it clear the two kingdoms had not come to an agreement.The girls didn’t know that without one, we would be doomed to war. Was that going to be my first real action as Queen of Frasia? Drawing our nation into a conflict we couldn’t win?“You’ve got that look on your face again,” Fina said.“What look?” I asked guiltily. I tried to focus on my two friends. There wasn’t anything they could do about this situation—the least I could do was give them my full attention when they were trying to make me feel better.“That bored-sad look you get when you’re trying to solve some unsolvable problem in your mind without telling us about it,” Adora said.My face heated. “It’s not—”Fina waved her hand. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I know there’s a lot of royal stuff you have to deal with that we don’t. I don’t expect you to tell us everything.” She sighed. “It’
“I know.” I was so fucking tired. “But you’re pushing me away.”Elias closed the distance between us again, and this time he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me flush to his body. Despite my frustration and exhaustion, I sighed in relief, leaning against that familiar warmth. The worst part of this week was that I’d missed him.“I’m sorry,” he murmured, and then leaned in to softly capture my lips.I wound my arms around his neck instinctively. The kiss felt good—it settled my nerves just a little. His touch still had that power.“Don’t lock me out,” I whispered against his lips. “I want to do this with you.”“I know,” he said. “I’m just—I’m worried about what this will mean for the kingdom. I just need to make sure tonight goes well. Please don’t worry.”Somehow that only made me worry more.“What would ‘going well’ look like?” I asked, with my arms still around his neck. “What do you mean?”“I’ve taken care of everything,” he said. “It’s under control.”I sighed and pulled
“Boys!” she called. “Listen, I’ve been watching some of your training sessions down at the barracks, and I’ve got to pick your brains about some of the sword styles I’ve been seeing…” She dropped into the seat by the generals and turned toward them, unperturbed by their sour expressions.Elias guided me to the seat Kodan had vacated, while he took the one next to it, positioning himself between King Draunar and me. This made Draunar stare at him with thunderous rage, which Elias met with a demure smile.I sat down. A servant immediately swept in and poured me a glass of wine, which I accepted gratefully, taking a sip to ease my frustration and my immediate irritation at the level of noise.Here I was again, a pawn in the two kings’ game, relegated to the sidelines as they postured and butted heads.“That’s nice,” Adora murmured, “him making sure you don’t have to sit right next to him.”“I could’ve handled it,” I murmured back. “Your ears are so red, is everything okay?”Adora squeake
I was about to ask Elias if we were expected to dance, as well, when a young servant dressed in black hurried up to us, her brown eyes flashing. “Pardon the interruption, Your Highness,” she said, “but His Majesty has requested your presences.”“And where is that?” Elias asked.“In his study, Your Highness.”Elias sighed and pushed a hand through his hair. From the dance floor, Kodan looked up inquisitively, but Elias just shook his head.I stood up first. “Lead the way,” I said.I half-expected Elias to put up a fight, but he seemed to know as well as I that there was no getting out of dealing with Draunar. Better to do it in private, anyway. The servant led us out of the throne room and through the same side door Draunar had left through himself, and into the same small study in which he’d first tried to entice me with the map. He murmured a thanks and closed the door behind us, leaving us three alone in the study. The noise of the party was muffled through the thick stone walls, an
Behind him, Draunar was leaning against his desk again, a smug look on his face.“This is my choice,” I said low. “Listen to me, Elias.”He stepped closer, tipping his head down so his brow was nearly pressed to mine. “You can’t be serious.”“I am,” I said. “I’m not going to risk wolves dying because you wanted to keep me as your own.”His face crumpled. “Keep you? Reyna, that’s not—”“It is, and you know it is,” I said. “Our marriage was never ours. It was always your decision. I was just a plaything in the contest.”“Reyna,” he said again, his voice cracking with desperation.I steeled myself. I wasn’t going to back down now—even as my wolf howled out her despair in my chest. She wanted me to wrap my arms around his neck and pull Elias into a kiss, soothe the pain so obvious on his face, but that wouldn’t solve anything. He’d always put Frasia first. He’d killed Griffin for that very reason. And yet now here he was, turning his back on his nation to preserve his ego.“This was never
Draunar beat his wings. It whipped up a wind in the study like a tornado, sending the loose papers on his desk swirling toward the flame, and even knocked down books from the shelves along the walls. Elias yelped and barked desperately as Draunar took to the air. I stumbled backward, stunned and dizzied. Before I could even realize what was happening, Draunar’s immense back feet, clawed and flexible, gripped my shoulders and curled around helpless arms.“No!” I cried, scrabbling uselessly at his ankles as my feet lifted from the floor.Elias barked again, then leaped through the wall of flame, suddenly indifferent to the sparks dancing over his pelt as he lunged for me again. He jumped up, as high as he could, and closed his jaws gently over my foot—but it was too late.He couldn’t hang on. I slipped from his grasp, my shoe sliding off of my bare foot. Elias was left with only the silk in his jaws. Draunar rumbled something that sounded like a laugh as we flew up toward the open skyli
I’d thought his jewelry was excessive, but this was beyond my wildest imagination. The cavern was piled in gold, gems, and treasure: trunks of coins, golden statues, furniture, weaponry, and armor. Everywhere I turned, something gleaming caught my attention. Here a fine crown, there a full-size statute of a dragon with its wings spread, and nearby were unfamiliar-looking heavy coins, piled so high they nearly touched the stalactites hanging from the roof of the cavern. Some of it looked brand new, other piles looked ancient, covered in cobwebs and dust.He was a dragon, and this was his hoard.“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he asked. “And it all belongs to me.”“Why am I here?” I asked. “Aren’t I to be your wife?”“Come,” he said. “This way.”I didn’t move. I felt pinned to the spot, frozen, and unsure my legs would carry me if I tried to walk. But there was nowhere I could go. There was only the cavern, and the empty air outside its mouth.Draunar rolled his eyes, then padded back over. He w
My organza gown was beginning to itch at my skin, sweat building under my arms in the stuffy warmth. The knife my pocket felt as heavy as a brick.His green eyes narrowed. “Eat.”This time it wasn’t a request. It was a threat.I swallowed and reached for the pile of rustic rolls stacked near me. I tore one in half then took a small bite of the dry, stale bread. I halfway expected something to happen, some sort of entrapment like the rumors I’d heard about Fae food, but nothing happened. It was just stale bread in a stuffy room, with an asshole sitting across from me.He grinned, pleased. “Good wolf.”Internally, my wolf bared her fangs. The only thing worse than being Draunar’s wife was being his pet.“Why did you bring me here?” I asked.“You’re smarter than that,” he said. “I think you can figure it out.”“Just be forthright with me,” I said. “What do you want?”He laughed, low and pleased, like I was a child who’d asked a particularly endearing question. “Come on, now, Reyna,” he s