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I let the vortex close, and when I lock eyes with Hannah, I know she heard it all, too.
We just learned something Yorenzo’s books couldn’t have told us.
The princess made the bargain to save her father. Maybe that was the entire reason all along.
Not power.
Not to secure her position as queen.
Whoever wins this match will take on the king, and whether or not they kill him is entirely up to them.
It’s funny how history has many sides.
All of the sudden, I see Princess Vetta in a new light. In the books, she’d been painted as a deceitful, uncaring bitch, but she’s just trying to keep her father alive.
In the next second, I think of Eldyra, and I have a different perspective on her as well. Her situation wasn’t so different. Vaeront had her sister in his clutches, and she did what she could to save her.
I was simply a casualty in an unfair situation, just as Ackealenvyos would have been if we hadn’t intervened.
Dread pools in my stomach.
It’s an intuitive feeling, and my gut is telling me coming back here was wrong. What we did was wrong.
Unfortunately, it’s already done, and now all we can do is watch history unfold.
Once the princess is situated, the crowd hushes so they can hear the announcer introduce the challengers. He names them by their full title, both men hailing from far cities in the Day Realm and born to lower stations. When he states their powers, he categorizes them as wizards.
According to Envy, his ancestor is known to be the stronger of the pair, but anytime you put two faeries with the same ability against each other, it makes for an interesting fight.
As Ackealenvyos the First saunters out, a portion of the crowd cheers while the rest boo. He waves cockily.
Mihkyle emerges next, and he receives a mixed response as well.
They stop in the middle of the oval arena about twenty feet from each other.
Looking toward the princess, Mihkyle lifts his ring and kisses the ruby. Since we’re behind Vetta, we can’t see what she’s doing, but when she raises her fist, I’m guessing she returns the gesture.
Shock and delight ripples through the crowd when they realize what that means.
Objects of commitment.
Mihkyle just made his marriage to the princess public.
Ackealenvyos glances between them with a confused glare that quickly turns furious. His face gets red and his fists ball at his sides as Princess Vetta suddenly skips down the stone steps, meets Mihkyle at the half-wall, and kisses him.
The audience erupts with more cheers and clapping.
Any of Mihkyle’s naysayers have been silenced by the news. Now everyone in the arena chants his name as if he’s already won.
And I realize what the princess is doing. She just made it very clear where her loyalty lies, and she’s trying to throw Ackealenvyos off by enraging him with this unexpected news.
I give Envy a hard nudge with my elbow. “Didn’t you warn Ackealenvyos about the princess and Mihkyle?”
“Why would I?”
“Common courtesy?” Hannah interjects spiritedly, leaning over my lap to gawk at the clueless man. “Are you serious right now? You wanted us to leave so you could have aprivate word. You had the perfect opportunity to give him a heads up that he’s about to be blindsided by the woman he thinks he loves.”
“What’s aheads up?” Envy asks, sounding befuddled about the human language.
