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“What?”
“In three days, you’ll be my queen.”
“And you’ll be my king,” I say around a yawn.
“Go to bed, Daisy.”
“Don’t tell me what to do,” I mimic Harald and he laughs. A smile tugs at my lips as I fall asleep.
Even with the ass kicking, I’m happy.
FORTY
Ceremony mishap
DAISY
My wounds are mostly healed by the day of the ceremony. The scabs aren’t the prettiest, but I’m not going to worry too much about that. Honestly, I can’t really. Not with the flurry of panicked workers, dress fittings, frazzled cooks, and one very grumpy ogre prince. Orcus is pacing the bedroom floor when his mother and sisters arrive.
“What are you still doing here?” Orshana asks. “You’ll make her nervous and I can’t have that. Go find something to do. Take the dragon out so it can fly around.”
“I’m staying,” Orcus says.
“I swear I will call Erebus myself and offer you to him,” his mother growls.
“If you send me to the Nether Realm, then there is no ceremony.” He smirks at his mother.
Orlena rolls her eyes. “Get out of here, you oaf.”
“You think I’d leave my mate with the ogre who hurt her?” Orcus is teasing, but Orlena rears back like she was slapped. I have no issue with what Orlena did. It was smart and I’m thankful she offered. Orcus knows that, he’s only being a butthead.
“I was trying to help. Would you rather she fight Lara? Daisy wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for me stepping in.”
“Here we go.” Oretta sighs and flops onto the bed, the puffy layers of her dress skirt crinkling. “Daisy, your scabs look much better,” she says loudly, but the two siblings don’t take the distraction. The scabs are still dark brown, but pieces have started to flake off.
“I was joking, Orlena. I know why you stepped in, and I’m forever in your debt.”
“Is that so?” The eldest sister drops her hands to her hips. “Then I’m calling in the debt. Get out.”
“That’s not how it—”
“Orcus?”
He glances at me, sees the look on my face, and deflates. “Fine. I’ll go. But if she’s hurt while I’m gone…” He trails off when Orshana clears her throat. “Right. It was an accident. My point is be careful with Daisy.”
“I’m not that fragile,” I mutter.
“Yes, you are,” everyone in the room says.
I pout my bottom lip then promptly hide it.
“All right, I’ll go.” Orcus squats down and I use his tusks as leverage to pull his face to mine. Our lips move in sync, a choreography we’ve perfected in our many nights alone. My heart skips a beat.
“That’s disgusting,” Orana says.
“I think I need to vomit,” Oraya adds.
“Oh, hush up. They love each other,” Orshana says with a swoon-worthy sigh. “Don’t you just love, love?”
