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I stare at the crown, then back at Augusta, who simply leaves the room without an explanation.
I examine the crown, then glance at the Unseelie king and queen, who watch us from the door.
“You wish for me to crown the vampire king?”
“Yes,” Aamako confirms.
I bring the crown to my chest, my eyes filling with happy tears. “I was just thinking that you should have a throne. You’re powerful in your own right, and you should claim a throne for your people, the one they’ll carry into the future. With me. If you want, I mean.”
Nottuza appears confused before dropping to one knee, then the other. He inhales a sharp breath before bowing his head.
I place the crown upon it.
He looks up and says, “I am bound by night and undead magic. I cannot kneel before the living.”
“Are you unbound now?”
“Those bindings keep me alive.” Standing, he pulls me to him. “You are carrying undead magic.”
“No, I didn’t bring my purse or anything from upstairs. I came as is. I’m not carrying anything.”
“Oh, Fleur,” Augusta says from the door.
“What?” I look from her to him and Aamako in the back. They seem to know something.
Nottuza says, “You’re carrying undead magic in your belly.”
“It is a boy,” Augusta says.
Nonsense.
“We’re having a child, siren.”
My heart starts beating loudly in my ears and the world starts spinning, darkness closing and taking me under.
41
NOTTUZA
When you’re going through something you never believed possible, you cling to the old beliefs for a while before the new reality sets in.
I’ve lived more than a few millennia and have seen the world change and reshape into what people who lived back in the span presumed impossible, and yet I still can’t believe when the fate who sees all that will come to pass tells me we shall witness a birth of two undead babies.
One of which is mine.
Mine!
I am having a child.
I was certain this was something that could never happen. I’m not a living fae, though I am undead, which means not dead either. A creature that’s something in between, some sort of a freak the fates decided to toy with if only to see if it were possible.
I hold Fleur in my arms, waiting for her to come to, but instead of coming to, it feels as if she’s slipping further away into sleep.
“What’s happening to her?” I ask the fate.
“She’s entering a deep sleep from which she may not awaken.”
“Is it because she’s carrying a child with undead magic?”
