Turning Tables on the Princess

he was unable to perf

as he lay next to me. “It

r this way

have such a beautiful wife, alluring from her toen

d no one,

d sternly. “Though you’re forgiving, our people woul

w

u from this cast

. Feeling a bit fearful. Though I was stron

uarantee

run the realm, something I’d been learning

He has an eye for you. And he’s

it. But not a d

dry lips against my ch

*

t because my mind was awas

ng form aside, I wondered

etting more anc

shifting and violence and time took its toll, they wou

always b

those who’d been kind t

appeared before me

ar

in? And what

ate. He came here for

tle interest he’d shown in me.

for the King. Hoping that Alaric would not do somet

ao brothers, Alaric and Draven, to know that they did nothi

le I got away in

*

ng back. I vo

airs. Cautiously looking around, in case I should spot some trap Alaric had set for me. Or

tak

a sleeping castle. Hollow walls. Thick ston

dotting the room. Cold and still. The wax long dried in the darkness. I chose to ignor

e perfectly

it. And the yellow sheen was hinted benea

g book. “The history an

hy family. They wrote it, unaware that the Gallions came from an

u

elf had once been a natural wolf

he beginning

one of the most recent heirs. And his father had scattered his many p

emed. At least from

aned with my back against the wall. The book propped against my belly and one forearm as I ba

ething lurched from the shadows and two palms hit the wall o

h

d anyone approach. And I suspected that I would’ve b

ined

ssed the book i

nd caught the book. Snapping i

llow eyes shining in t

ht to

and knew no one would be able to see what wa

se knows

uards I’d be up meandering. I usually didn’t. Letting them sleep

r wolf wants

attacker. And

he room and into the seat o

d you think you c