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Chapter29

Tylik

I’d noted my sister sitting with Kate when I returned to the parlor. I’d also noted Drueline starting at my fiancée with a snarl on her face.

I started toward them, but Kate rose and met me in the entrance to the parlor.

“Are you alright?” I asked, glaring at Drueline.

“I’m fine.” She huffed and shook her head.

“We can—"

“Dinner is served,” my aunt said.

“Do you want to leave?” I asked.

She shook her head. “Nope. Let’s go eat. I’ll ignore the witch.”

As far as I knew, no witches had been invited tonight, but— Oh, she meant Drueline.

I chuckled. “Yes, let’s ignore the witch.”

She sent me a true smile.

I held out my arm for her to take. “My lady?”

As per protocol, we followed my aunt as she led everyone to the dining room.

“A few people, huh?” Kate asked me in a shaky voice.

“I would do anything for you, Kate,” I said in a deep voice. “If you wish to leave, we will.”

“And I’d do the same, which is why we’re staying.”

We only had to get through this one dinner. Plus the wedding, I supposed, though most of the time, we could be by ourselves.

My aunt took her place at the head of the table, and we sat at her right according to tradition. Other than Isi sitting across from us with Drueline, everyone else sat where they found spots.

Seyla settled into a seat a few down from my right. She peered toward Kate, who nodded, and I was grateful all over again that my fiancée had Seyla for a friend.

I squeezed Kate’s hand beneath the table, and while I wanted to take her from the room and anyone who might wish to hurt her, this was a necessary evil.

Elf staff brought out the first course, bowls of a light soup, followed by three small plates of traditional elf appetizers.

Kate kept shooting me smiles, and since I knew how odd some of our food must appear to humans, I discretely answered her grins. I enjoyed having something to share with her; it made a long, boring dinner fun.

After the main course was served, and we’d started eating, Isirell caught Kate’s eye.

“I’m sorry your mother can’t come to the wedding,” Isi said. “We’ll be your family, then.”

I adored my sister despite her occasional mischief. She had a kind heart, and she never hesitated to show it.

“I’m an only child; it’s just me and my mom,” Kate said. She lowered her fork with only part of her main course finished.

“Why can’t she come?” Drueline asked politely.

Seyla cleared her throat, but other than shooting her a glare, Drueline ignored her.

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