The rounds wore on, and Kit pretended to care who advanced, though she was more interested in looking at the forms beneath the tunics and trousers. Landon’s bulging biceps and the way the cords in Jate’s neck strained when he concentrated had her shifting in her seat and even licking her lips from time to time. In the end, it came down to the two of them, and no one was surprised when Jate hit the bullseye right in the center in his final shot, edging Landon out for the win.
“Ah, that’s too bad,” Avinia sighed. “I was hoping Landon would win.”
“And I was hoping Jate would win!” Isla said, clapping loudly.
Kit wasn’t really cheering for either of them, but she was relieved it wasn’t one of the unattractive Representatives or those who annoyed her who had won. Her mother congratulated Jate on his victory, and Kit hopped up off of the bench to bring him his prize.
“Jaterius of Rockdale,&
Dinner had been as near a disaster as anything associated with the Choosing to date, except for, of course, Jecob’s trial, and by the time she was done and headed to her chambers, Kit was fighting tears. Not only did her mother spend the entire evening belittling her and questioning every choice she made (“Are you sure you need more gravy, Princess? Perhaps you’ve had enough. What? Another pastry for dessert?”) Cassius looked distraught. She could absolutely sympathize with his feelings, but when she tried to catch his eye, and he wouldn’t look directly at her, it occurred to Kit, not for the first time, that the trouble with choosing seven men is that six of them may feel unattended to. Despite Cassius’s assurance earlier that he understood, it still worried Kit. So did the fact that she had no idea how she would ever manage to choose just one man in the end and didn’t think it was possible. Granted, all of the men knew they would have to s
Confused at first, Reeve’s mouth was frozen, but then, as Kit continued to probe with her tongue, he submitted, melting into her, and Kit was relieved to know he wanted her, too.Never had Kit felt this way before, almost like an animal, needing, wanting, unthinking. She clawed at his clothing, not willing to wait for the propriety of unhooking or unfastening. Rather, she tugged and tore, and Reeve did the same, getting out of his jerkin and boots while she wrestled with his belt. His tunic never stood a chance; she tugged it over his head and threw it in a heap across the room.Once she had him naked before her, Kit realized she still wore her dressing gown. She discarded it just as quickly as she had his clothes, practically tripping over her own feet as she stepped out of her slippers. “My Lady,” Reeve gasped, taking a step back to breathe her in. “You’re so beautif—”“No time for that,” Kit replied, smoth
“Good morning,” Reeve said, his voice husky with sleep. “How are you, my Princess? Did you get enough rest?”Kit readjusted so that she was able to see him better without straining her neck. “I slept just fine, thank you.” That may not be exactly true, but the last thing she wanted to do was revisit her dreams. “And you?”“Hardly a wink,” Reeve replied, though his smile didn’t seem to match his response. “I’m afraid I spent most of the night listening to you breathe.”Kit let out an ahh at how sweet his sentiment was. “Lucky for you the queen has nothing planned for today then, isn’t it? Perhaps you can get some more sleep once you return to your room.”“Possibly. Although, it’s not exactly quiet on our end of the hall--ever. There are always people stirring about.”“I can imagine that would be the case, what with so many Re
Rain cast a gloomy haze across the back garden, fading the familiar vibrant shades of red and purple Kit was used to gazing upon to drab hues. Yet, sitting in the window in the library looking out over the empty grounds refreshed her spirit somehow. It was as if the drops that hit the window pane reached her soul and cleansed it.These past few days, she’d felt more hopeful than she had in a long time, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on why. Her connection with Reeve had reawakened part of her spirit she had been avoiding for years, the parts of her that still ached and longed for what she’d never had. Facing those emotions and starting to deal with them had been enlightening in a way she’d never expected, and she owed it all to the man with the ribbon of scars.She’d spent as much time with Cassius as she could, though she knew it wasn’t enough for either of them. Dividing her time between forty-one men was difficult, and m
“Kiss me.”The words were out of her mouth before she could even think about them. It had nothing to do with her ability to command the other forty-one, now forty-two, men to do whatever she’d like. This request originated in her heart. It had lived there for so long, she couldn’t imagine a world where she didn’t constantly yearn for Eli’s lips to be on hers.His hands moved so they were on either side of her face, and she pressed her palms to his chest, but he didn’t lean in, and she remembered that, should anyone see them, should anyone find out, her mother would hesitate at nothing to take his head. There would be no second chances, no possibility of calling upon the people to spare him or barter for a blow of a lesser degree. If Queen Rona had the opportunity to take Eli’s life, she would, so Kit could hardly blame him for hesitating, even if he wanted to taste her as badly as she needed him.Kit opened her mou
Eli’s eyes trailed Kit as she disappeared out the door and down the hallway. It was evident she was concerned about his welfare, and he couldn’t blame her. There was reason to assume Rona would take any opportunity afforded her to remove his head.Once the princess was gone, he tried to push her out of his thoughts, a difficult task considering his lips were still burning from the most sensual kiss he’d ever stolen. But Blankka clearly meant business. She walked to the library door, looked out into the hallway, and then closed the barrier with a resounding thud before coming back to stand in front of him her arms folded beneath her chest.“Well, Commander, I suppose you realize what a precarious position you’ve placed yourself in. I suggest we go straight to my room, and you finally pleasure me, or else I’ll have no choice but to go directly to the queen.”He should’ve been surprised; Blankka was supposed to be loy
Kit sat on the stool before her mirror contemplating what had taken place in the library. Avinia and Isla were working on her hair, and Kit tried to sit still, but her mind wasn’t focused, and every once in a while, she’d list to one side or the other and have to be brought back on course like a ship sailing in heavy winds.She had no doubt Blankka had seen the private moment between herself and Eli. As much as she wanted to reflect on how it had felt to finally kiss him, to have his arms around her, if only for a few moments, her mind kept going back to the conversation she’d overheard in the hallway the day she’d gone to the infirmary to check on Jecob. There were other spiteful comments Blankka had made about Kit’s Choosing as well, how it wasn’t fair that noblewomen had opportunities the lady-in-waiting would never have. Blankka was jealous, and clearly she wanted Eli for herself. Surely, she cared enough about him that she wouldn&rsquo
Any other expression the servant may have worn before recognition sank in was missed by Kit. Had Blankka been delighted? Ashamed? Remorseful? It didn’t matter now because Kit knew exactly what she had done, and a seething rage boiled up out of her soul as she imagined the consequences. There would be no way to undo what Blankka, someone who was meant to be her friend, her ally, a confident, had done.“You conniving little bitch!” Kit shrieked, tearing her arm away from Galter and flying at Blankka, her fingers crooked as if her nails were talons.“No, Princess! Please!” Blankka shouted, dropping to her knees and throwing up her arms to cover her head. “Forgive me!”Kit would visit no mercy on the girl. She’d rip her to shreds in this very hallway. Even if her mother came out and ordered her to stop, Kit wouldn’t show any leniency for the woman who had cost her so much. A guttural cry echoed down the hallway a
Eventually, Kit stepped back, signaling she was done, and her party faded into the hallway. Eli was right, there was much to be done, and Kit wasn’t even sure where to begin with the task of restoring the realm to its former glory. But there was no doubt her first appointment with the council would be to approve the new law that would allow her to rule before the end of her Choosing, one that would allow her to keep all seven of the men who stood around her now.As if reading her mind, Zora, her great-aunt and a distinguished member of the council stepped forward. “Queen Katrinetta, I would like to present to you a new law, passed by the council earlier this day. All it needs is your signature.”Confused, Kit took the sheet of parchment and began to read. When her eyes reached the bottom of the paper, she looked up. “How did you know...?”“Junno explained everything to us,” Nil said, stepping forward. “And we agree
“We love you, Kit. We’ll always be here for you,” Jate said to her right.“Even when we’re broken,” Danyen added, getting a giggle out of her and the others.“It’s our privilege to be with you,” Drake said in his deep, steady voice.Reeve took her hand. “Your belief in us has shaped us into who we are.”“And given us the confidence to stand with you as you become queen,” Landon said in her ear.“It’s all been well-worth it, Kit, to see you take the throne.” Cassius was still battered, but he looked much better now, with a smile on his face, than he had since Kit had found him in the dungeon.Kit shifted her eyes to Eli, assuming he would also say something. His eyes darted around several times, and she could tell he was attempting to come up with something no one else had said, but they’d all expressed themselves so well, it was a difficult
No longer frightened of the woman who used to terrorize her, Kit raised her arms between her mother’s bringing them down to the sides quickly so as to prevent her mother from ever making contact with her neck. Rona’s arms snapped down and she winced in pain. Her eyes bulged in surprise at her daughter’s strength. Kit took advantage of her mother’s stunned expression long enough to plant her fist in Rona’s right eye. Her mother rocked backward, grabbing at her face as Kit felt Eli’s familiar hand on her shoulder, seeking to calm her. Clearly, the older woman was no physical threat to Kit or anyone else.The bejeweled, golden crown atop Rona’s head wobbled as the queen staggered from the blow. It slid free, tumbling toward the floor. Kit reached out a hand and plucked it from the air. “The goddess have spoken!” she declared, ignoring the fact that it was the force of her own strike that had dislodged the crown. Nearly everyo
Watching the battle take place from the hallway had been unsettling for Kit, especially when she saw Eli faltering. For a moment, it had looked as if Vin might be victorious. Her attention had been pulled away when she learned Danyen was injured. Despite Galter’s best efforts to stop her, the princess insisted on going in and tending to him, and she had been there, placing pressure on the wound when Armant arrived. Danyen apologized for not being as handy with a sword as he was a quill, but Kit had only kissed him and assured him he was perfect in her sight.And then she’d seen hesitancy in Cassius and Eli as they considered mercy for Vin, the monster who had hurt and tortured so many. Ending him seemed like the right thing to do for all of the people of Yewforia, though she could never fault her men for weighing the costs of taking a life, even when that life was as worthless as scar face’s.She’d been stunned to see Jecob standing on the dais,
Across the room, Eli heard a shout and a roar of laughter. He could hardly let the situation distract him, but his head flickered in that direction for a moment, and he saw Danyen on the ground, grasping his middle. Drake was there and ended the laughing soldier who’d stabbed Danyen, but the Representative looked seriously wounded. Looking around the room, as he saw Vin trying to take advantage of his distraction, out of the corner of his eye, Eli spotted a member of his own guard who had just finished a man off. “Nen! Go to the infirmary and fetch Armant, as quickly as you can!”Eli hardly had time to see the guardsman nod in understanding before Vin’s persistence paid off, and his sword caught Eli in the left shoulder. It was a glancing blow as Eli dodged to his right, but this wound was deeper than the last and hurt more. It was not enough to slow him, though. Eli came flying back at Vin with a vengeance, thinking of his comments about Kit, how he h
The scene in the throne room was chaotic at best. Looking around, Eli quickly ascertained the situation. While the revolutionaries and several members of the Princess’s Guard had the upper hand, there were still twenty or thirty members of the Queen’s Guard and military doing their best to defend the door to the queen’s chambers.Across the room, Eli caught sight of a familiar set of dark eyes grimacing in his direction, and the Commander narrowed his focus as he stared him down. Scar face didn’t take his eyes off of Eli as he began to work his way through assailants, cutting them down easily as he moved toward his target. As he advanced, the aura of pure evil shifted the room such that darkness seemed to blot out everything around them until only Eli and the man who’d tried to end him remained. One of them would not walk out of this room.His concentration was broken when he heard another recognizable voice shout, “Goedwig! You&rsqu
The door to the castle was nearly nonexistent. Shards of wood hung from the upper posts, a few clung to the doorjambs, but for the most part, what had been an elegant entryway was now reduced to nothing but splinters and flecks of gold paint, thanks to the battering ram Eli had mentioned earlier.Realizing the only weapon she had was the small dagger, Kit scoured the ground for a sword. She saw one lying on the floor just inside of the castle entrance and picked it up, certain the poor fellow reposing nearby would no longer need it. She turned to tell her ladies they should do the same but noted they were already armed. Seph and Isla both had swords, though not as large and cumbersome as the one Kit had just procured, and Avinia had a bow she must’ve been carrying on her saddle, a quiver strung to her back.Armant and the other men who had come along with him stepped forward. “This is where we must leave you. We’ll head to the infirmary and check on t
“Are the two of you at peace now?” Kit asked Eli and Cassius.“I suppose so,” Eli began. “If he wants to go off and get himself killed, there will be one less person to share you with.” He smiled at Cassius, a mischievous twinkle in his eye, and the larger man reached around Kit and popped him in the arm.“You’d better not get yourself killed. Any of you.” Kit looked around and saw all seven of the men she’d chosen nearby, five of them already saddled and ready to go, the other two done arguing. While she hadn’t made Drake’s appointment official, she would, as soon as she knew the outcome of the battle at hand.Kit’s hip was still aching from where she cut it on the door earlier. Normally, she’d be able to mount Belle by herself, but with her leg torn up, she decided it would be easier to ask for help. Turning to Eli, she asked, “Will you give me a boost?”&ldq
Avinia had quite an entourage with her, including several wagons’ worth of food and water, clean clothes, a few weapons, and Armant with medical supplies. She’d enlisted some castle servants to drive the wagons, and as soon as they reached the remaining prisoners, they also helped the physician as he began to assess wounds and care for the sick and injured. Bea, his nurse who was also a faithful member of the revolt, was there to help as well.Kit wasn’t sure who to go to first. Both of her cousins, along with their husbands, dropped down from their horses, and Kit could see Avinia’s eyes searching for her through the crowd. But she also wanted to run to Drake and Danyen, who were bringing up the end of the line, along with Gavin, Asher, and a few of the other remaining Representatives.The men would have to wait. Avinia rushed over, embracing Kit quickly before she backed up. “You smell terrible.”“Thank you. I just sli