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“That’s the problem,” she said. “I don’t know where they are.”
I pulled back and looked at her. How could she not know where her friends were?
Then it struck me.
“You’re talking about your friends that were abducted,” I said.
“I have no idea where they were taken. They were on the same smuggling ship as me but they disappeared.”
“I’m sure I can find them.”
“You can?”
“Sure. I’m the emperor of the most powerful species in the galaxy. There’s nothing I can’t get if I want it. Speaking of which…”
I pressed my face into her succulent breasts and slipped my hands inside her dress. Soon, she would be my wife, and the lovemaking would be even sweeter.
I pushed the problem of her not wanting to be the empress from my mind. The issue would resolve itself.
She was going to be the empress whether she wanted it or not. That was how the empire was going to see her. It just might take her a little time to get used to it, that’s all.
I was sure that with enough time and experience, she could do a wonderful job. She was that kind of person. There was no stopping her when she got her teeth into something.
And right now, there was something I very much wanted to sink my teeth into…
8
HAZEL
I bent over the card and used an italic pen. It had to be specially made for me. There was a Titan in town who was a master metal worker. He was used to developing jewelry for the rich and powerful—including the emperor himself—and said he could create the kind of pen I was looking for. He asked for no designs or specifics and I left his store doubtful he could make what I wanted.
Within three hours, a servant delivered what the Titan had made for me.
I couldn’t believe it.
The craftsmanship was incredible. It was a long pen and thin around the grip for my hand as it was smaller than the average Titan’s. I inserted the ink capsule. It slid inside without catching on the sides. It was without a doubt the best pen I’d ever had.
I used it to write messages inside the cards. They were all identical. I had decided to make the invitations myself, but when I saw how many guests would be attending our wedding, I quickly backed out of that idea.
There would be thousands of guests. And that wasn’t including their plus ones!
Instead, I decided to only make my friends’ invitations. I handed the finished cards to the messenger, who bowed and backed toward the exit before turning his back on me.
I swear, I would never get used to that. I was the same old me. I didn’t have any special birthright like Fiath. I wasn’t a noble. I didn’t come with titles or power or land.
Maybe that was why I was a little hesitant about becoming the empress.
Empress!
Fiath was my dream guy. He looked the way I liked. He talked the way I liked. He fucked the way I liked…
But did I want to be the empress to a vast empire, an alien race that until a couple of weeks ago, I had no clue even existed?
No, I didn’t.
I wanted a small, quiet, and happy life.
With Fiath.
