Greg sprinted to Ivory and shielded the man as he uttered to the police in a cold voice, “He’s with me.”
Officer Katie snarled, “Step aside, Your Grace. This man has b—”
“Katie, everyone, let them through. He’s one of the 98,” Lucianne’s firm voice cut through the space, and every policeman lowered their pistol or baton in compliance to their queen’s order. But their fierce eyes stayed on the rogue and the duke.
As Greg and Ivory approached Lucianne, Greg hissed at his man softly, “What did I say about using contact lenses whenever you aren’t in the Den?”
Ivory adjusted his eyepatch as he said, “Well, we are meeting the queen, Your Grace. It didn’t seem good to disguise my true face.”
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Lucianne’s brows furrowed as she asked, “What do you mean ‘approved’ thesis, Ivory?” Ivory chuckled apologetically, knowing all too well that the duke was probably going to give him a full hour lecture later, and Alissa gave him an encouraging pat on the back while she held back a teasing smirk before Ivory responded, “Dessa wrote another two prior to that, but they were rejected by the faculty.” Please, no more questions. Please, no more questions. Please, no more questions. Prayers denied. Lucianne asked, “And what topic were the rejected theses on, Ivory? Prisoner reentry into society in our Kingdom?” Eyes bulged wide and eyebrows raised from everyone around her, except Greg. The duke wasn’t surprised tha
Lucianne’s eyes widened before they narrowed in suspicion as she asked Alissa, “What did he do?” Greg snorted again as one hand covered his mouth to hide his wide smile. This was actually becoming quite entertaining for him and his animal. Xandar’s hand went from Lucianne’s waist to her shoulder, where he pressed her body to his as he pecked a kiss on her hair and hid his own smile while taking a whiff of her scent. This wasn’t so bad for the king as long as he mentally blocked out that black sheep cousin of his. Alissa seemed encouraged when even the duke was trying to mask his own amusement, so she continued speaking animatedly, “Oh, that’s quite the story, ma’am. Let me tell you. So, we met and found out we were bonded at a local grocery store. We both had someone at that time but as soon as we met, he dumped his girlfriend on
After Alissa felt a little better, she loosened her grip over Lucianne, and the queen got the cue to let the woman go. After Alissa met Lucianne’s comforting orbs and offered her a firm nod and a smile as a sign of gratitude, Lucianne returned her gesture before turning towards Desmond.Desmond approached her with a wide grin and extended his hand before he said, “Sup, queen? The name’s Desmond Derulos.”Xandar’s eyebrows raised for two reasons. One, for the informal way Desmond was speaking to Lucianne, who was, in Xandar’s eyes, the most powerful creature in the kingdom. Two, for the very reason that Desmond Derulos was the infamous con artist who posed as a CEO of a ghost company that sucked money out of investors.The king’
Upon hearing that Desmond didn’t get everyone he was out to con, Lucianne frowned and commented, “Well, that’s a bummer.”Greg snorted and Desmond chuckled before the latter said, “Yea. Tough playin’ superhero when ya play alone, ya know what I’m sayin’?”“I do,” Lucianne gave a firm nod with a smile, and glanced at Ivory, Hailey and Alissa before she added, “Good that you have a team now, then.”“Oh, this ain’t the team, ma’am. We’re just the top four. Boss’s team is huge!” Desmond said with pride.Lucianne turned to Greg before she said, “I guess I shouldn’t expect anything less.”
Lucianne gave Xandar a moment before she continued, “Creatures with the right moral compass have the ability to feel anyone with accuracy, Xandar. Those of us with a firm set of principles and values have an innate ability to detect both good and bad intentions, from one’s choice of words and actions, if not from one’s presence. When we allow our animals to guide us in meeting new people or gauging a new situation in an unknown environment, some part of us just…knows how to differentiate between good and bad.”Xandar’s smile broadened by the second, and he planted a deep, long kiss on her fingers before pulling his car to a stop at a red light, where his eyes locked with hers as he said, “You’re amazing, Lucy.”The usual warmth crept up her cheeks as she tried but failed to press
Right before Xandar was about to say something, large metal floor panels covered by sand and rusty construction materials folded upwards to reveal a route which seemed to lead to an underground tunnel. They followed Greg’s car and came to a well-lit parking space. As soon as Laurent and his followers were in, Greg shut the panels. After Xandar parked in a random lot, he turned to his wife and asked, “Weren’t you only annoyed on those shopping trips because the books, clothes or shoes weren't to your taste?” Lucianne furrowed her brows and exclaimed with elaborated hand gestures, “Are you kidding me, Xandar?! You want to talk about shopping when your cousin just opened a freaki—” “Yeah yeah, that was all very impressive but really, baby, it wasn’t the material things th
Lucianne shoved aside the thoughts of how good the reception was underground as she turned around to pick up the empress’s call.“Pelly?”The response came out ominously, “Aunt Lucy, there’s been another abduction. Twenty adults and two children have been taken from another village, Saber Vagary.”Lucianne’s facial expression squinted in despair before she asked, “How far was this from the Falling Vines?”“23 miles north.”“Without bloodshed?”“Without bloodshed,” Pellethia confirmed, and added, “We&rsqu
When the introductions were done, Xandar and Lucianne followed Greg through a cream-colored corridor which had so many turns that it felt like they were in a maze. There were doors the whole way in but some were actually red herrings - certain doors open up to walls, not rooms. This was a precaution taken to buy time to escape, if they were ever found.They finally entered a room with the same cream walls with a rectangular glass table placed in the middle. What was odd about this room was that there were no office chairs. Not one.After those who followed the royals from the police station entered, Hailey closed the door. Greg placed his palm flat on the table. A faint blue glow scanned his handprint horizontally, vertically and around the shape of his palm before the blue words “ACCESS GRANTED” appeared in the middle of