Lahat ng Kabanata ng Realm of the Chosen: A Reverse Harem Romance: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

“Shhh, Kit!” a familiar voice said as he pulled her to his chest. “It’s just me.”Kit pulled away from Eli’s grasp, and he let her go. She punched him, hard, in the arm. “What in the hell are you doing? You scared the shite out of me!”If her blow bothered him, he didn’t let on. “You’re a fine one to be asking what I’m doing, Katrinetta. Where have you been?”“What makes you think I answer to you?” Her voice was too loud, and he shushed her again. Tired of being stalked, Kit stepped around him, headed for the armoire where she’d hidden her gown.He followed but didn’t obstruct her. “Kit, did you follow Pierce?”She didn’t turn to look at him, only pulled her clothing out and wrapped all of the pieces around her arms so she wouldn’t drop any of them before closing the door and heading for the secret passage.“Kit

Exhaustion accompanied Kit to the morning meal and promised to stay with her for the rest of the day. By the time she’d finally fallen asleep, the sun was coming up, the first rays of light spilling in beneath and between her curtains, and it seemed like only moments later Avinia was urging her to climb from under her blankets and start the day.Any idea of protesting had morphed into something else when Kit remembered what she had witnessed the night before. A rush of panic and repugnance overtook her, and Kit had sprung from her bed so rapidly, Avinia had asked if she was well.“No, I’m not,” Kit had replied, though she wasn’t sure how much she should disclose. Somehow, she’d managed to put off her cousins’ questions as they prepared her, but now, sitting next to the queen, every ounce of flesh on Kit’s entire body seemed to be crawling with tiny insects, and all she wanted to do was throw her plate at her mother and sc

The sound of arrows whizzing toward their targets grated at Kit’s brain like the buzz of a swarm of flies as she sat on a bench next to Avinia, Isla, and Seph, pretending to pay attention to who was winning and who was not. Her mind was in another place, though. How could what Cassius had disclosed to her possibly be true?On one hand, it made perfect sense that Remont would be the first person to rise up against Rona. She had been horrible to him for as many years as Kit could remember. In fact, never in her life could the princess recall a time when it even appeared as if her parents were happy together. But she would’ve never thought her father capable of inciting a revolution. Perhaps she had been underestimating him this entire time.“Katrinetta, are you going to watch? There are only six archers left. One of them will be joining you in your chambers this evening. You may want to select one to cheer for.”Avinia’s voice brought

The queen had ordered a trio of musicians to play during dinner, a novel idea never done before, as far as Kit could recall, and she supposed it might have something to do with the fact that Rona did not wish to speak to her daughter any more than the princess wanted to speak to her mother. Except, she did. There was a question burning in Kit’s mind, and she needed to ask it before she lost the nerve or common sense caught up to her.Conversation was possible, though it needed to be of the shouting variety, which Kit didn’t appreciate. Her luck would be to have half a sentence of private information out of her mouth just in time for the musicians to fade the song or stop playing all together. For the most part, the only words that came out of her mouth during the service were please and thank you to the servants, which meant that her mother would have no need to speak at all since she never used such polite phrases to the help.As the final course was serve

Avinia and Isla were combing too roughly as they took Kit’s hair down to prepare her for the evening’s visit from Jate. Kit couldn’t blame them for being more than a little uptight about the situation she’d created with her announcement after dinner, but she did wish they wouldn’t take it out on her scalp. The one time she’d winced, Avinia had apologized, saying it wasn’t done on purpose. Kit had to wonder if perhaps that wasn’t quite the case.“He’ll be fine,” Isla insisted, though the dragging motion she made with the comb through Kit’s locks said she believed otherwise. “He’ll manage.”“Yes, well, that may be true for the short term, but as soon as Rona regains her head, she’ll think of a punishment we cannot see coming,” Avinia reminded them.“I poked too hard.” Kit’s eyes never left her own reflection. “I thought to get the dan