Caspian P.O.V. “Your Majesty, if I may ask; is the rumor true that you have chosen a Queen?” A courtier asks, walking forward with caution. “They are true, yes. But I did not choose her, the Goddesses did.” I reply, making the hall erupt in murmurs. “So.. Excuse me, your Grace, but am I hearing this correctly? Your Queen is a Goddess given one?” Another asks, also walking forward. Drake moves down the steps standing in front of the throne now, his hand on his sword in a casual way, his posture stiff and waiting. “She is, yes. She is my mate, and as you’ve all just seen, she has been accepted by the throne. I can report the crown did something similar when I put that on in my chambers. Drake is my witness.” Drake nods, not uttering a word as he just watches the crowd. “But.. Excuse me again, Majesty, she is a vampire, right?” The courtier from before asks, his voice a little shrill now. “No, she is not.” I calmly state, locking eyes with him a second before looking out onto the
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