Page 31 of Sky’s Edge

“I’ve been told that. Usually after giving a female an orgasm.”

Such a jerk!

“I think I’m done talking now,” I announced.

“Right. See you tomorrow then.”

Kill me!

“Farewell, Your Majesty.”

“Until tomorrow, Catla.”

I disengaged.

Then I threw my Palm at the wall.

It bounced off and fell to the floor.

I closed my eyes tight and listed forward, coming to rest head in hands.

I wanted to latch on to the idea I was repairing relations between realms, but I didn’t buy it.

I wanted to believe like Tanyn, who seemed so sure that I was the queen Sky’s Edge needed in these troubling times.

I didn’t buy that either.

What I was, was convenient.

There was a need, and I fit the criteria.

That was it.

I was sure more than a few marriages were based on that over the millennia, especially royal ones.

I just didn’t want any part in it.

Though, in less than twenty-four hours, I’d be on a soni-jet, heading north to my last chance to extricate myself from this nightmare.

I sat up and gathered myself.

Because I had no choice.

In less than twenty-four hours, I was going to have to give it all I had.

And hope like all the hells I could end this before it began.

Chapter 4

Sigil

The text comms from my besties were coming fast and furious as the soni-jet cut through the airspace over the realms.

It was all a lot of chin up, hang in there, you got this, it’ll be over before you know it, what will be will be, but what we know is you’ll handle it cheerleading, and I appreciated it, but it wasn’t working.

I was not a female who got nervous.

But when the jet instigated landing procedures, and I looked down through dark at the well-lit bay, beside which stood a male and his dog next to some kind of craft, there was no denying it.