It was nearing dinnertime when Laurel made it back to the castle. She walked up the stairs and knocked on Adolph's office door, hoping to catch him before dinner."Come in."Laurel entered Adolph's office with a beaming smile as he set his quill on the table and stood. She closed the door behind her."Your Majesty, I am so glad I caught you. I was hoping to speak about the minister of commerce."Adolph smiled, listening with half an ear about her findings regarding the kingdom's trade agreements. He'd organized several contracts that were higher than their predecessors, likely to secure a substantial amount of kickbacks."I think if we could check his tax records and audit these trade routes we'd have enough evidence to…"She gasped, stumbling back against the door as he approached.He lifted the pages from her hands and wrapped his arms around her."While I do enjoy your cunning and dedication to the downfall of those idiots, I ask you to indulge me as your future husband for a time.
“Patience,” Helena said. “A noblewoman is never in a hurry though she has purpose when she strides.”Laurel walked surefooted and familiar with Helena. The books barely trembled as she glided around the room with Helena. Delia clenched her jaw. The sight irritated her as she thought of Laura’s grace and how much Delia hated it.“Poise,” Helena’s voice pulled her from her thoughts as they reached the other side of the room. “For no one must know her mind before she speaks it, not even her husband. To be an enigma serves her cause… To be calm is to master yourself. How can you lead people when you cannot lead yourself?”The words floated through Laurel’s consciousness, sending her back in time to when she was taking the same lessons as Laura. She had taken these words to heart and found strength in them. “Grace for the very sight of her gliding into a room should shock those within into silence, charm them into listening, and set the tone for how she is to be treated.”Helena walked wi
It had been days since he met with Gavin, but Eden had a feeling that Gavin was too busy trying to save himself to care much about Eden’s dismissal of his proposal. It served him right. He walked down the hall of the castle, hoping to see Laurel before he left the city. “We shall have a brief break in the gardens…” an unfamiliar voice said from afar.Eden stopped as an older woman led Laurel and Delia down an alcove leading towards stairs to the ground floor. Delia was holding a book in place on her head as they walked. Beside her, Laurel *glided down* the hallway with a book on her head, back straight and graceful as if she had always grown up in the castle. The book barely trembled as she walked.Eden wanted to call out and speak to her before he left, but he couldn't get the words out. She seemed different. Her eyes had lost some of their innocent sparkle and joy. In their place was a calm composure and regal air.He clenched his fist as a pair of servants came down the hallway w
Basil had finished the bottle of whiskey all of an hour after waking up screaming His entire body ached from the day's work but his guilt and confusion woke him. Yet another dream about Laura. How many did that make now? Too many.He got out of bed and went into the antechamber where a fresh bottle of whiskey sat waiting for him. He opened the bottle ignoring the glass beside it and began to drink. The alcohol burned on his way down, but he knew so long as he drank enough of it the burn would dull the other ache in his chest. The bottle was half empty when he decided it was too hot in his room. He left, staggering down the corridor and the stairs. He barely missed falling over himself going to reach the ground floor. Then, he let his feet take him where they always took him after every dream about Laura: the graveyard.The paths had been swept recently. He supposed the graveyard attendants had taken note that he was spending more of his nights here and made sure to clean up fr
Adolph hadn’t expected to run into his son at the graveyard. He had only wanted to see Laurel that night, but he had never imagined that Basil would confirm his suspicions. *“Laura, please… Please. I’m sorry!”*He considered the fact that Basil was drunk based on the way he moved and what he’d been hearing from Henry and the servants, but there was an alertness to his gaze that made him think Basil wasn’t that drunk. Then, there was the way Laurel responded. Cold and sure as if she was Laura. When Basil looked at him, he didn't move from his place, half-cloaked in shadows, but Laurel walked away from Basil with a sure and even gait. Laurel came to stand beside him and he felt his anger ease. She may have been Laura, Basil’s wife, in her last life, but Laurel, his mate, now and that was all that mattered to him.Basil looked at them standing together and couldn't breathe. His mind turned, whirling out of control. His emotions were chaotic and spilling out of his eyes in thick strea
He had been reviewing proposals for several days before Eden's proposal crossed his desk: well thought out, meticulous, and in agreement with his escort requirements. He’d used his foreknowledge of Adolph’s new policies to his advantage. It should have made him relax, but it only made him more suspicious. A vampire descendant in the werewolf kingdom could be harmless, but it was unlikely.The things Eden wanted to import weren't dire necessities, but the lack of them could cause problems for the hospital and several other businesses that were vital to the capital. What could he be trying to gain for asking for such a small contract? It was almost negligible in the face of Eden’s caravan’s capacity for transport and trade. Something didn’t sit right with him and he knew if he set it in front of the ministers to approve they would not ponder such things.A knock sounded on the door and Chasel entered with a scroll."An update," Chasel said as he closed the door behind him. “Go on, tel
Delia looked outright devastated at the news. Adolph would say that he didn’t enjoy the look on her face, but it would be a lie. He still hadn’t forgotten about her tearing the gown he’d had made for Laurel or attempting to throw Laurel out of the castle.Delia couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her? Work with Laurel on charity projects? While it would get her out of her long sessions with Helena, it was not complete freedom. She didn't want to run around the city with Laurel, but she held her tongue. Basil's drunken confession echoed in her ears. She had to do something and imitating Laurel for a little while was as good as anything else she'd tried. Could she maybe get him drunk enough to sleep with her? Did alcohol work on his wolf as well as it worked on his human form? They left the castle after Delia's morning session with Helena. She still hadn't managed to walk around the room with the stupid book on her head and she hadn't read many of the books she'd been given. She h
If Delia had to mop another dirty floor, she’d scream, pull a nurse’s hair out, and bash her brains in. The nurses and cleaning staff of the hospital were all dull and irritating, never taking the hint that Delia didn’t care about any of the people in the hospital’s well-being. Still, the hospital was better than the orphanage. Being surrounded by all those pathetic children reminded her of her childhood in a way she never wanted to think about. Trying to play nice with Laurel and obeying her orders was going to drive her crazy. She needed another plan to get Basil to think differently about her. “You are slouching,” Helena said primly, cutting into Delia’s thoughts as the book clattered to the floor. “Try again.”She wanted to lunge across the room and tear the woman’s hair out, but knowing that Adolph had hired her stayed her hand. She didn’t need to make an enemy of Adolph. She couldn’t afford to. Eden was gone, but she knew he’d want to see some sort of progress when he got ba