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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE – RASMUS
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“Uncle?!” “She accused them of playing her; apparently their mothers are the spitting image of each other. Her mother was, apparently mad” “Apparently?” “She was convinced Adelaide was special. Destined for something.” “She is.” I bit my lip. Magnus didn’t seem to recognise what this means, but if he’d got this from Seb then I’m sure he’s worked it out too. Poor, dear, dense Magnus. Fucking Adelaide Knox had resisted my attempts to befriend her. If she’s born from scorn and untouched by madness, then she needed me to bless her with death. But noooo. She knows best, little bitch. I’ll just kill her once she’s found the cure. She’ll soon learn the pitfalls of having a superiority complex. My plotting was interrupted as Seb crashed through the doors to the throne room, hauling a giant rag ball with him. He threw the ball at my feet where it unravelled into a snivelling wreck. He looked up at me; face covered in tears, bruises everywhere, including his hands, which he grasp
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE - LEDA
I should never have gone on that damned Berlin conference. Ever since I got back, things between Seb and I have changed. He was so supportive and gentle when I first told him. He held me for hours, only broken by him killing that man...I’m still not convinced that was necessary. Surely, he’d have had information we could use? Not all the victims had that poison in their systems, or, at least, not that the experts could find. Seb told me. But now, he pulls away from me. I can’t believe someone over 100 years old can’t deal with the prospect of death. I’m at a loss. Dr Vanum was so sure it wasn’t cancer. He’d run it twice because he was so shocked. I’m the first in my family to get this. Great. I should go see Lars. Maybe he would be better company, but I feel awful for getting this. He felt
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR – RASMUS
I’m a fool. I shouldn’t have said anything. Humans and vampires are unnatural. I know this. I should have just kept my mouth shut. “You and Brandt?” I’d asked her. “Yeah...” She’d looked at me with those navy eyes and I – does he see what I see when he looks at her? Does she look at him the same way? What the fuck has that overgrown tick ever done to be deserving of her?! White hot jealousy raged around my entire body just at the memory. She’d looked at me concerned, no, confused. Why would she be concerned about me? I’ve hardly made a good impression. She’s here for Lars. I gritted my teeth, remembering how I’d swallowed the jagged lump in my throat. “I hope you will be happy together.” What the fuck had I said that for?! I don’t want him to be happy. But that’s a shitty thing to think. I’m better than Brandt. She’d looked surprised. I don’t know how successful I was in keeping the bitterness from my tone. I’d walked away, clenching and unclenching my fists as I
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE – LEDA
I stirred awake as kisses trailed down my neck. I didn’t want to wake up. I was exhausted. Plus, Seb had made me wait 30 minutes before he’d returned to pick me up and I was still salty about it. I pushed him away and snuggled back down into the pillow, closing my eyes. Seb renewed his assault on my neck with fervour, pulling me onto my back from where I’d been comfortably positioned on my side. “Seb!” I called, exasperated “You’re so beautiful” “I need beauty sleep to stay that way” “Nope. Pretty enough” He’d pulled up my top now. I knew he wasn’t too happy about my choice of sleepwear. He’d been vocal in his preference for satin nightgowns. He smothered my stomach with kisses, before pulling my bottoms and panties down and inhaling deeply. “You’re so delicious” he whispered huskily “Seb! Please!” I tried again “Please what?” He looked at me, green eyes swirling with dark and light, smokey blues... what was I going to say? He began kissing me aroun
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX – CARLOTTA
“What do you mean she keeps leaving Seb? I thought you two were joined at the hip?” I smirked. Seb looked uncomfortable and, frankly, I enjoyed the idea that the Mighty Chosen One was being disobedient. Not that I’d tell him that. Seb sighed “I took her with me because I had hoped it would stop her wanting to leave, My Lady. Unfortunately, it seems it has given her an overinflated sense of importance. She does not wish to spend her days researching the deaths of our people-” “Deaths she is supposed to have stopped and yet which are still occurring” I interjected. Seb nodded. “Yes, My Lady” he looked so awkward, like a naughty schoolboy. I smirked. Beneath me in every sense is where Seb belongs.
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN – LEDA
“NO!” “STOP! LET GO OF ME!” The guards simply continued dragging me by the tops of my arms down the winding corridors. I’d stopped walking about 30 feet ago, now the heels of my trainers were catching on the uneven flag stones. “YOU CAN’T DO THIS” I tried kicking out my legs, but still no reaction. Wriggling my upper body just caused them to clutch my arms more tightly – any harder and I was convinced they’d sever them from my body. I was starting to feel crazy. Carlotta was just being a massive bitch, I’m sure when Seb finds out he’ll come and get me. She likes Seb, she’ll listen to him. We reached the dungeon. It was surprisingly clean – a pretty much empty corridor. Slightly wider than those on the upper floors, it was split down the middle by iron bars. Just like any self-respecting medieval dungeon should be. I found myself thinking before remembering I was the one about to be thrown into it. One side of the iron railing had been separated by more railings. I guess
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT – LEDA
“Kælighed.” Lise was about to respond when the dulcet tones of Lord Brandt floated toward my ears “I hope you have made some progress, Leda, elskede” I shot him a look and he just grinned at me. “It’s time to take my belle to the ball. Did you not want a beast?” those malachite eyes were swirling with malice now. I knew I’d regret telling him about my little daydream. “Tischler, you may leave.” Lise glanced at me, a small smile on her face. Then she nodded to Seb and walked out. Seb threw a garment bag at me. “Get dressed” he ordered. I looked at him, both guards were now in the room, looking at me with interest. “What? Well, you can all turn around.” “I’ve already seen it, elskede.” Seb sneered “You can’t blame these guys for wanting to see the Chosen One in all her glory.” I huffed, knowing I wouldn’t get out of this. I grabbed the bag and headed toward the shelves; they would give me some cover at least. Good old books. “Uh, uh” Seb caught up with me far too easily and
Queen CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE – RASMUS
She’s stunning. But there’s something wrong. I entered the ballroom, and my eyes were immediately drawn to Leda. Majestic in maroon taffeta. Strips of shot-silk make up the bodice, accentuating her slender waist and emphasising her breasts. She’s too skinny. Lise can’t have been kidding when she said the food here was awful. Her skirts whirl out around her; there’s a too-high slit giving everyone an eyeball of those shapely legs and I must stop looking at her like this. She’s not mine. I tear my gaze away from her. But she looks so sad. So, I do the gentlemanly thing and ask to cut in. Brandt is so dense he doesn’t recognise me but, from the way her shoulders relax, I’m fairly confident Leda does. As I sweep her away in my arms, I don’t recall the last time I was this worried. The way she’s clinging to me – it's like she’s using me to keep her upright. “You’ve not come to see us lately. Something we said?” I try to lighten the atmosphere, but at the sound of my voice she
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