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Leroy points at his brother. “He did something. Not me.”

“Ledger?” I prompt.

“I told her you think she’s a siren,”

I push off the wall. “You what?”

“I’m sorry, General, it just popped out of my mouth.” He touches his lips, then pulls my ear, creating a gesture I don’t recognize.

“What the fuck does this mean?” I touch my mouth and yank his ear so hard, he yelps. That felt great. I do it again.

“Word vomit,” Leroy says, enlightening me. “He vomited out of his mouth and into her ear.”

“For fang’s sake, Ledger, how did this siren conversation even come about?”

Ledger throws up his hands. “One moment, I was making a round, checking to see where the ladies had settled, and next thing I know, the siren is holding me by the balls and twisting every word out of me.” He forms a clawed hand and gestures with a squeeze and a twist.

A growl works its way out of my chest. “She touched your balls?” The image makes me want to rip off his balls and make him eat them.

“It’s a figure of speech,” Leroy says in his brother’s defense. “He didn’t mean it literally. If she really is a siren, she’ll seduce her way into everyone’s minds.”

Ledger nods. “Including yours, General.”

“It’s not his mind I worry about,” Leroy says.

I snort. “I have no heart.”

“I’m sure he was thinking about your dick,” Ledger says. “Right, brother?”

“No, twat. I was thinking about his heart. Why would I think about his dick? Wait, are you?”

I open the door. “I’m done here.”

20

NOTTUZA

By now, the Summer princess should’ve settled into the room of her choosing. If her sleeping patterns are the same as they were in the Summer Court and on her friend’s estate, then she would already be in bed.

On the top floor, the sounds of the fall winds whipping the tower are louder than they are on the bottom floor, so I tune them out and listen more carefully.

The heartbeats of the sleeping living are more difficult to hear than when they’re walking because they’re soft and steady, and with the noise of the winds, I’m having a difficult time telling which room Fleur picked.

Ah, there’s one heart beating. I sniff through the crack in the door. Evie’s lovely scent comes to me. Summer fairies sure smell delicious, but that’s not the one I’m looking for.

I move on to next door, sure Fleur took the adjacent room, but it’s empty, so I keep walking around the floor and listening for the heartbeats. Then I hear a female singing.

My instinct, the part of me that ensures my survival, senses danger, but the song soothes it. I walk five doors down toward the common areas closed off by double doors.

I push them open. The scene before me is one I’ll never forget.

The nude Summer princess is perched at the other end of a long pool. Long blonde hair drapes one side of her body, covering a single breast, while the other breast stands pertly at attention. It’s perfectly shaped and sized.

If I were the sculptor of a female body that arouses and pleases me in all ways, I couldn’t have sculpted any female more pleasing than Fleur.

There’s a ring in her belly.

A golden chain around her small waist.

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