Chapter 0146
Chapter 0146
“I’m going to be fine,” I reassure him. “We are going to be fine.”
He cups my face in his hands, his blue eyes staring intently as if he’s trying to memorize my face. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Then I tease him, “Please don’t leave me for Queen Olga.”
His dark eyebrows furrow. “She’s old enough to be my grandmother, even my great–grandmother. I have no interest in her. I never have.”
“That doesn’t mean she isn’t crushing on you. And can you really blame her?” I run a hand down his magnificent chest. “You’ve got this insanely attractive kingly thing going on. Hardly anyone can resist that.”
He rolls his eyes. “You’re ridiculous. I don’t want anyone else but you.‘”
I’m not ashamed to admit that I melt like ice cream in the summer. He kisses me again and reminds me just how much he wants me.
His hand wander up my side, cupping my breast. I lean into him, moaning as our tongues tangle. The ache between my legs continues to grow as his hands wander across my body. The maids know well enough to leave the room, but a few moments later, just when I’m about to tear his shirt from his body, there’s a sharp knock at the door.
Kane pulls away. “Damn. I have to go.”
I take a deep breath and nod. “I understand.”
Kane
I’ve never had trouble leaving the castle for diplomatic trips. I haven’t delegated the task to other people in the past aside from Rainer as I couldn’t trust anyone else to have my kingdom’s best interest at heart. Most monarchs only want to parley with an equal and not a subordinate, so compromising is easier in person rather than through a messenger. This way has less chances of misunderstanding each other’s intentions.
However, leaving Emory behind for a few days brings a yearning ache that makes me want to stay and cancel my trip. Emory is looking at me with those wanton eyes, and it’s physically painful to have to leave her in my bed. I kiss her forehead, her red eyebrows furrowing as I pull away from her touch. Her arms reach across the bed sheets as I get to my feet.
I take one last look at her face from my position by the door. I’m reminded that she’s only twenty. She’s young, but not naïve, having gone through so much this past few months. She has grown into a woman, an Alpha. People choose to follow her not out of fear but because they believe in her.
I stare at her pretty face and wonder how she can’t see how extraordinary she is before quietly leave the
room.
The trip to Sardonia is long and arduous. It takes us days to travel up the mountains. We have to abandon
heesiest way to travel is on–foot. The higher we go, the colder and
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thinner the air becomes. We leave deep boot prints in the snow–covered paths.
The ambassador to city and to the casi
donia greets us when we reach the top of the mountain. He guides us inside to the arved into the mountain. Castle Whitehall is smaller compared to other castles from other kingdoms, but it is the oldest. Legend has it that the first Queen of Sardonia, Anastasiya, started working on the castle after the death of her husband. It took centuries before she finished, her descendants adding to the castle over time.
We enter Castle Whitehall and are led to the throne room. Queen Olga has her back to us as she’s speaking with one of her men. The ambassador announces my name, “Presenting, King Kane of Crimson Peak.”
“Queen Olga,” I greet her. “You look well.”
Vampires age exceedingly slowly, so while Olga isn’t in the first flushes of youth, she is still an attractive woman with white–blonde hair the color of the now falling outside the window. Lines on her face around her forehead and mouth show her age only slightly. Her eyes are a piercing blue that remind me of frozen
water.
“King Kane.” She smiles. “It’s been far too long.”
