Page 35 of The King’s Queen


Font Size:  

I sneezed twice—compliments of the Paragon’s overpowering glamour—then looked to the suited man driving—he had to be a vampire.

I cautiously pushed my magic down, used to the process I needed to follow to keep from accidentally peeking under the Paragon’s glamour. “Does this car belong to the Drake family?” I asked.

“Yes!” The Paragon twisted around in his seat to smile at me. “Killian is my bestie—this is one of the many perks of being his only friend!”

I cautiously climbed into the car, closing the door behind me, and jumping when the car’s doors automatically locked after the driver shifted gears.

“Does Killian Drakeknowyou’re using the car…and his driver?” My seatbelt clicked into place as I settled into my seat, and the car rolled away from the park.

The Paragon made a noise in the back of his throat. “He’s got loads of cars and drivers. He won’t notice.”

In other words, Killian Drake doesn’t know the Paragon uses his cars as a taxi service. But I’m surprised his vampires are willing to play along with it.

I studied the vampire driver through the rearview mirror. He took off his sunglasses—revealing his bright red eyes—and glanced back at me. “His Eminence prefers the Paragon to beoccupiedinstead of freely wandering around Drake Hall,” he said, correctly interpreting my expression.

“I see.” I dropped my gaze to my hands, and tried to find a way to settle them in my lap that didn’t feel awkward. “Paragon? When you texted me our meeting place, you said you found a new source of information. Who is it?”

“Ahh, yes! I’m pleased to say the vampires have pulled through.” The Paragon wobbled in his chair as the SUV turned a corner, leaving the downtown area and heading into the more human, residential parts of town. “There is a vampire who lives in Magiford who pre-dates shadows!”

Surprised, I braced myself on the door. “Really? Is he awake?”

“Oh yes, he’s awake and functioning,” the Paragon assured me. “He’s connected to Killian Drake, actually, and he’s quite knowledgeable. Wouldn’t you agree, Gavino?” he asked the driver.

“He’s terrifying,” was Gavino’s reply.

“Hush—you’ll scare her,” the Paragon scolded him.

“Are we going to meet him?” I asked.

“Yes,” the Paragon said.

I nodded and glanced out the window, frowning when I realized I recognized the neighborhood.

We’re getting close to Noctus’s cul-de-sac. Another turn, and we’ll be on the street his neighborhood connects to.

The car slowed, and the driver turned the car.

…the Paragon is a fae and can’t lie, but he can use loopholes with his words.

“….Paragon,” I said, my voice calm even though I was starting to hear a ringing in my ears. “Are we going to meet that vampireright now?”

“Well…He is rather busy at the moment. In fact, he’s not actually in Magiford—he was called away with his partner for a family emergency.”

The car turned into Noctus’s cul-de-sac.

He’s taking me to Noctus!

Chapter Eight

Chloe

Despite impulsively buying the leather necklace at the fall market, I had exactly zero steps in my plan to reunite with Noctus, but I knew one thing: this was not the way to do it.

All the acting and lying that would have to go into this—the chance of a trip up was too great, and theParagonwould be the one to witness any mix ups.

Not to mention I had promised I wouldn’t come back!

I can’t do this. This is the worst-case scenario!

Source: www.allfreenovel.com