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“No, he’s not— This is a what?” Faye looked over the room again.
“Adjoining rooms are for a queen and their consort. The larger room is the queen’s, and this is the consort’s.”
“So, can I call him Shadow Queen?” Sparrow gave Vashien a toothy smile.
Vashien frowned at her and said, “Stay here. Stay together. I’m going to get a feel for the place. I’ll phase back when I’m done.”
“Tell me when you find the kitchen,” Sparrow yelled after Vashien as he disappeared down the hall. Sparrow set the talisman on the table.
“Should we all stick together?” Faye asked.
“No. He used to serve as a guard, he’s just doing his dark court stuff. Being able to phase all over is important.” Sparrow rolled her eyes.
Faye picked up the bowl of soup from earlier and a hunk of bread. She dug into her meal, wondering if Rune meant to put her in the consort’s room.
Sparrow touched two fingers to the obsidian talisman. “Take all this shit away. I need two of the most expensive things you have. Your best dessert and a bottle of whatever your best vodka is. Oh, and pomegranate juice. Make a batch of it and tie it to a craft I can keep here, please. Thank you.”
“What are you doing?” Faye hissed.
Sparrow snorted at her taking her bowl of soup and setting it on the table. Everything promptly vanished. “Payback for picking me up by my neck.”
“I was eating that.”
“You’re about to be eating better shit.” Sparrow inspected her room and walked into Faye’s closet. She examined a few articles of clothing before turning to her. “Did fangs buy these for you?”
“He said my clothes were ill-suited.”
“Well, I mean they are.” Sparrow opened the drawer in the back of the closet and held out a lacey thong, pinching it between her two fingers. “I think he fancies you a little. He still poaching you or have you seen his—” Sparrow held her three fingers together and raised her eyebrows.
“I don’t want to see his dick, and he says I was poaching him.”
Sparrow fluttered her hand at Faye. “He’s a lying bitch.”
A pleasant chime sounded and a large, covered tray appeared on the table. Well, that’s fancy. She turned to her sister. “Food hooker.”
Sparrow danced her way to the table and lifted the metal cover in a flourish.
The plates were arranged beautifully. Two of them had medallions of steak over mashed potatoes shaped into a triangle. A slash of red and golden sauce followed the curve of the plate.
A chocolate cake was topped with candied fruits and had straws of chocolate lanced into it. Faye took a fork and stabbed a raspberry. She bit into it, pleasantly surprised. There was no tartness to it. It was sweet. Perfectly ripe.
Sparrow cut into the steak as Faye picked up the craft of dark red liquid. She filled a glass and poured water for herself and Sparrow as well.
“Bitch, you need to try this. Best meat I’ve ever had in my mouth.” Sparrow held a bite of her steak out at Faye.
Faye bit the meat off Sparrow’s fork. It was buttery and tender, melting in her mouth. “What is that?”
“What I’m ordering as every meal for the extent of our stay.” Sparrow scooped up another bite of steak with potato this time. She threw her head back, closed her eyes, and moaned.
Faye ate the candied fruits. Before she started her entrée, Sparrow pushed her empty plate away.
She stretched, leaning back in her chair. “I hope shadow dick is rich because your court is expensive.” Faye giggled while eating her meal as Sparrow opened a bottle of vodka and poured a shot.
Faye dragged her fork through the sauce on her plate. “He’s convinced himself our fated tie is a spell.”
Sparrow turned uncharacteristically serious. “You can’t fake that. You’re fated to the Shadow Prince?”
Rejection sliced her deep, cutting to the bone. “But I’m mortal. He doesn’t want me.”
