“How are we supposed to believe you when you say you never touched Princess Opal when you clearly can’t keep your hands off any whore that comes your way–” I move before I even think about it, getting up from my seat and rushing toward King Matthias to grab him by the neck and slam him against the
I’m always tired or unwell. Some days, I can barely do anything but lie in bed. I feel like an invalid as my body betrays me. I’m not used to feeling so weak, and it frustrates me. “I keep wondering why I don’t have that pregnancy glow they talk about,” I tell him. “I feel like a wilting plant. I lo
EmoryI am so sick of bed rest. I’m bored out of my mind, and I miss the outdoors. As I’m about to enter my second trimester, I feel worse by the day. Helga and Nellie hover and ply me with calming teas. They fluff the mountain of pillows I lie on and cater to every food craving I have no matter how
“You have me.”I smile. “Yes, but your job is to be a kid. That’s all you have to do. I take care of you.”“King Kane takes care of you?”“He does,” I reply. “He’s the king. He is supposed to take care of everyone.”I know that Lola still feels wary of Kane. I can’t blame her, and I expect it’s goin
Queen Olga wants to meet her. The old queen is fascinated with the woman that has managed to ensnare my heart. I’ve managed to hold off the vampire woman until after Emory’s gives birth as the trek up to her kingdom is a challenge for most people. I know I can’t hold her off forever, but I will try
LexSomething is happening at Castle Blackmoor. The servants are hard at work cleaning and decorating the entire place. Food is being brought in along with a new batch of feeders. The biggest significance is the large amounts of blood. I can tell when a party is being planned.Opal has been feeling
“You’ve always been too charming for your own good,” Kane tells me. “You could make a friend even in such a place with bad weather.”“If you’re suggesting I’m a whore…”“I would never say that.”“You’re thinking it.” The silence from Kane’s end makes me roll my eyes. “I will see what I can do about
Helena stiffens, worry creasing her brow, and she nods. “What did you want to talk about?”“I’m here on behalf of your daughter.”Her green eyes widen. “Is Emory all right?”“She’s pregnant.”“What?” Helena looks shocked. “With whose child?”“Mine.”“That’s not possible. Vampires and shifters can’t