Chapter 52 Elnora POV As my light shines on the plaque on the side of the cross, I smile to myself before reading aloud, “May my love, like all that follow me, be eternal. With all my love, Queen Brandt.” What beautiful words she left behind for others to remember her by. I think to myself.   “Ok, my mom donated that cross,” Lawler remarks. “Oh, I can promise you it is much more than that. Do either of you have a pocketknife on you?” I ask. “I do.” I wait for Theo to hand me his knife before I continue. “If I had a choice to hide something here that was incredibly important, it would have to have a meaning to me.” “I don’t understand.” Poor Lawler is so confused for a King.I laugh to myself as I use the knife to carefully remove the plaque and shine my light inside the hole behind it. “Bingo,” I whisper when I see the leather journal. “You see, my de

Chapter 54-Elnora POV I snuggle into the couch next to Lawler and stroke his sleeping face as I wait for Theo to return. “Here you are.” He announces while handing me a hot cup of coffee. I notice he has a cup for himself, and I gesture for him to sit.          “This place is huge! It looks like the whole Kingdom could fit in here.” I announce as he sits. “No, these are the King and Queen’s quarters.” “Where does everyone else stay?” I question, looking to him for an answer. “We flee for the most part. We are not creatures to hide underground if we can help it. If need be, there is a bunker that flanks this one. Only the King and Queen can open the door between the two bunkers to mingle, which is to be expected. We are just the people of the Kingdom and not royalty.” “I can not distinguish a difference. If I am Queen, that means yo

Chapter 56- Lawler POV           Elnora has just stalked off down the hallway. She will probably make herself a pot of coffee and stew over my words for a little while. Something that I am completely happy to let her do. She doesn’t need to be worrying about what is to come or what just happened. If she is mad at me, her mind is not on Sabastian or what is outside.          “We need to talk about what happened tonight.” Looking over to Theo, I wait for his response. “She is not only human, is she?” His question sends shivers down my spine that he can see she is not fully human. “Give me your word that you will not repeat what I am about to tell you.” “You have my word like always, Sir. I will keep the secrets of the King and Queen into my death.” His word gives me the power to open up to him and tell him what I k

Chapter 58-Lawler POV Apologizing to Elnora was one of the easiest things I ever had to do. It felt so good to come clean to her about what I knew and my plans for Sabastian. I know she is probably mad at me deep down, but it must be really deep down.          I crawl to keep up with her as she pushes herself up the bed into the position that she desires. Once she stops, her arms reach out for my head and wrap softly around my neck. She pulls me gently to her as she kisses me. Her legs wrap around mine, and I love every moment of it until she kicks my knees out from under me. I brace myself the best that I can as the lower half of my body lands on her. “Much better. I want to feel you.” The desire in her voice sends my body into overdrive. I can feel my growing erecting against her thigh as she bites my lip. “That’s a good boy. Grow for me. I want you hard.” Her voice is n

Chapter 60- Sabastian POV          The sun is shining in the new Kingdom that we have entered. My mind feels fuzzy here. Something feels off and different as I see the shadows of the day through the bag over my head. I bobble on Mikes's back for a long while before he finally enters a building, and the sun is off my back. As my body relaxes from the heat that was beaming on it, my nerves shift into overdrive. I know if we are inside a building, I am about to know who requested me, and things will become painful.          “Pretend the medicine hasn’t worn off for as long as you can. The longer it is that you cannot talk to them, the longer we have to get you out of here.” Mike whispers so low I am unsure I heard him correctly. Do I trust his words, keep my mouth shut, and let the blame fall onto them for the drugs they used on me, or do I open my mouth? Thinking