“Everything okay?” Dimitris entered the room nearly silent. My only notice was Helix fading from view quickly. I nodded not wanting to say anything, needing a moment to make sure my thoughts were well under control. “I know you’re upset.” He was talking low, “Trust me, lunch was not something you’d have liked to attend.” Shrugging, I got back to my feet and put the Beltane journal back on the shelf hoping he didn’t have questions. “I would have liked to make the choice myself, but it’s fine. I’ve been reading.” “Learn anything new?” “I learned you like to appease your mother more than the average king.” my side eye back hopefully also conveyed the message I was not going to be quelled. “I do what I need to.” He sighed and took a seat, “You’re coming to dinner at least.” “Am I?” I scoffed, “Did the great Wulda approve?” “She can hate the fact you’re a ward of the crown all she wants. The fact remains you’re-” “A ward.” I growled, “That’s what I am. I’m not your mate, I’m not
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