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Goddamn. What was wrong with me?
I didn’t do shit like that.
I didn’t even know that woman.
Spinning to King Caulder, I blurted, “Would it be rude of me to ask to be shown to my chambers now?”
Allera gaped at me, and yep, she definitely wanted to strangle me. But both the king and Prince Brentley chuckled politely at my request.
“Not at all, Prince Urban. I’ll have one of my pages show you to your quarters forthwith.” After motioning a servant forward, the king bowed slightly to Allera. “And you too, as well, Princess. For your comfort, we’ve set up your rooms directly across from each other.”
“Oh, thank you. That is most kind. You have no idea how much we appreciate it.”
Allera’s gushing made me roll my eyes.
Sir Soren caught the move and narrowed his gaze scornfully. I glared right back, no longer in the mood to be diplomatically pleasant.
Allera took my arm and yanked me around so we could follow some tiny man with long, spindly hands down dizzying passages, up a wide staircase, and down more lavish hallways until he paused and turned to us, splaying out his enormous hands to direct each of us to our respective rooms.
> Neither Allera nor I had spoken a single word on the entire walk. We shared a telling glance before we both turned away and entered two different chambers.
I was barely inside mine ten seconds before a knock fell on my door and she tore inside.
“What?” I growled at her, not ready to discuss…well, anything.
When she only shook her head, I cursed under my breath and began to pace the floor.
She stepped toward me. “Talk to me, Urban.”
“And say what?” I spat, seething.
Life sucked.
My life sucked.
I didn’t want to be on this ride any longer.
“About anything,” she said patiently. “Just… Talk it out.”
I snorted and sent her a dismissive glance. But she looked so worried and understanding, I growled another curse and swiped a hand through my hair.
“Well, it looks as if you’ve lucked out in the marriage department, anyway,” I told her. “The prince seems like a complete sap. You’ll be walking all over him in no time, getting whatever you wish.”
“Yes, yes, he seems quite kind. I’m lucky indeed. Now….” She grabbed my ear, making me howl in protest as she forced me to face her. “Don’t you dare tell me your one true love is the king’s wife, Urban, seriously? The queen?”
I stared at her stupidly with no idea what to say, because damn, I wasn’t even sure which woman my one true love had been. I’d locked my sights on her and hadn’t paid attention to the other sister who’d been next to her at all.
“My God!” Allera whispered, her face going pale. “The queen? You’ve gone and mated yourself to the queen of Donnelly? Have you lost your mind?”
“Yes, lost it completely,” I snarled sarcastically before jerking away to glare. “I didn’t mate myself to anyone, you nit. You make it sound as if I had a choice in this. This is all the fucking mark’s work.”
“We’ll be executed,” she went on, clutching her throat. “Both of us. Probably beheaded. Oh God.”
I rolled my eyes over her dramatics. “And blast it,” I continued, talking over her. “I don’t know which sister it chose. So shut up about the queen already.”
“Wait. What? What do you mean, you don’t know which sister? Couldn’t you narrow down the sensation to a single one? Or… Oh!” Allera pulled back and blinked. “Are you saying you bonded to both sisters?” Her eyebrows lifted as if impressed by that idea. “I’ve heard of polyamorous bonding.” Then she snorted out a laugh, her eyes twinkling with mirth. “Kind of takes the one out of one true love, doesn’t it?”
With a dry glance, I muttered, “I didn’t link to both. And I knew which sister I bonded to. I’m saying I just don’t know if she was the queen or not.”
