I’ve been waiting on the foyer for what feels like ten minutes now and I can feel my patience warring then. I am not use to anyone making me wait. Just as I feel I am about to explode with anger, I hear the pitter patter of small feet, but I am not greeted with Mary’s scent, instead I am overwhelmed with the smell of roses after the first spring rain shower. “King Nikolai,” greets Kade’s blood slave, bowing at the wait,” I tried to race through my brain to recall her name. Nevaeh, that’s it. That’s what Mary and Kade had called her. “Nevaeh,” I responded, trying to hold my temper at bay, “What is the meaning of this, where is Mary?” Nevaeh starts to shift from one foot to the other, as she picks at her hand nervously, “Umm.. Miss Mary, has told me to inform his highness…” “Hurry out with it girl.” I growled, my patience on it’s last straw.“Miss Mary has decided that she is not going.” Nevaeh rattled out nervously. “Not going!” I growled, my aura swirling around, “WHAT IS THE M
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