CHASING MONSTERS
William took two long strides and jabbed a finger at Xavier.
“You defile my niece’s name,” he roared, “by lying with a monster?”
Xavier rose, sensing a threat. William didn’t wait. He swung.
I moved, but not fast enough. The punch cracked against the King’s jaw. Xavier staggered, then planted his feet, eyes lighting with something feral that had nothing to do with love spells.
“Stand down,” I barked.
“Make me,” William snarled, and drove forward again.
Xavier caught his arm. They struggled, both strong, both past caring about the furniture or the women watching or the kingdom in their hands. A tray clattered to the floor. A glass shattered under a boot.
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