The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 42
“What are you doing out here?” I demanded, trying to mask my weariness with annoyance. We had never been alone together before.
She stepped closer, and now I could see the scars more clearly. They disrupted her features greatly, the result of scabs and the ghosts of deep marks. I didn’t feel even a shred of guilt.
“I saw what you did,” she said, grinning a hideous smile. She now projected what was inside of her, so I deemed her new look as rather fitting, “you cursed that girl.”
ou? Yeah, I know.”
ser, her heels echoing against the corridor marble. She wore a black stress dusted in sparkles, elegant and gothic, her lipstick a blood red
e face?” I asked with sarcasm and acid dripping from my tone.
d. “You seem
ly. Sad, desperate, and pathetic.”
orth of us.”
gged. “So
e sang, examining me closely, “but that’s the least of your worries.”
aid, narrowing my eyes back at her. “You would
o you mean?”
growled, “who are you getting to shoot your arrows for you?”
alking about.”
t there was no harm in testing her.
same thing,” she said, disgust present on her face, “I meant the least of your worries due to the fact th
” I laughed dryly.
e forgetting she’s m
my stomach dropp
going to throw up. Emily wasn’t behind the arrows and the notes; she was not about brute force. She was all about trickery.
dn’t do that,” I gasped, frowning, “they’d execute me.”
tilting her head in an amused realization. “This time, they would though.”
e the pounding in my chest. “Fine. What do I have to do?”
ed triumphantly, the dim moonl
ick to my stomach.
and the entire town. Deal?”
choice.
was going to flick them, and she flinched.
around, walking away from her.
Aldrich
was no longer in my eyesight, which was simply something I could not permit regardless if she want
feigned, sarcastic enthusiasm.
You know, Aldrich, I think you may be becoming rather arrogant with these back to back celebrations for yourself.”
Yes, I think you may need to humb
y in front of the King and Queen. Maybe dumb brute Benjamin would accidentally tell on himself.
She was all about trickery.
y knew I did not want the banquet to be thrown; I never did.
hat Elias was most likely in on it. But then again, why would he allow Benjamin to be in a position of taking the throne?
ssed with himself would throw a celebration after so many of his warriors died,” Elias purred.
warned, and it projected a bit too loud.
t the people surrounding us immediately all paused to watch. I
e crowd and I immediately recognized it as Cathy, wea
swer. Elias and Benjamin laughed as they inspected her vindictively.
ving?” the Queen questioned.
to us like hyenas.
wn for him.”
e my mother for granted.”
jutting his chin up.
r the people mourning our warriors,” Elias added.
ething for the people,” Cathy
e in distaste.
for a moment. Poor Benjamin did not know that look, but I did. A blank, passive look that required one to look into her eyes
wly, then struck him across the face.