“I have come before you, naked beneath this cloak,” Laila says, peeking a hand out from the slit in the side of her cloak and gesturing at herself. “But beyond this I am…unwilling to participate.”Orion glares at her in turn, taking out all his rage from me on this poor, shaking girl.God, but I cou
“Wait!” a girlish voice calls out behind us. Laila and I both spin in surprise to see three more Candidates I don’t yet know running down the path, clutching their cloaks in front of them.“What the…” I murmur, taking a step back, surprised and unsettled by their sudden appearance.“We refused too,”
“Oh, come on, I seriously doubt that I’m even Nic’s type,” I murmur, pulling off my gloves before reaching up and tugging at my crown, lifting it free of my hair and moving to my vanity to set it down.I reach up to start pulling out some pins that are sticking into my scalp when suddenly I gasp, ic
He drops his hands and looks down at me, that smile still on his face. “Donut-print pajamas?”“Yeah,” I say, putting my hands on my hips, grinning down at them, quite proud. “What, you don’t think I look delicious?”“Oh, what I think doesn’t really matter, does it?” Anton says, his voice dropping lo
I break out of my surprise in about half a second and sneer at Orion, gripping the door tight and swinging it hard, trying to slam it shut.But Orion’s too fast – his broad hand is already there, smacking hard against the wood as he laughs.“Princess!” he says, forcing the door open despite my attem
“I will,” Orion says, giving me a nod. “Tonight.”My mouth falls open a little as he turns back towards the door.“I’ll send your Herald for you at about six o’clock –““Wait, what the hell is going on!?” I sputter, striding after him as he pulls the door open. “What are you –““I’m taking you on a
When I get out of the shower a long, contemplative time later and get myself into some leggings and a sweatshirt in which to spend the day, Anton shifts back into his boy form and comes to stand by me as I comb my wet hair at the vanity.“So, I take it you’re going to go on your date tonight?” He ra
I laugh as I blush and turn to glare at him. “Why do you say things like that?”He smirks. “To make you do that,” he says, gesturing towards my cheeks. “All of these clothes are black and grey and hunter green, June. It’s nice to see some color on you. Pink suits you more than you think it does.”I