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“Sister?”Bria seemed just as confused as I, and for a good reason. I couldn't recall ever meeting a fae as a child. I most certainly would have remembered if his sister dressed just as outstandingly as Prince Theo.
I have no recollection. I feel as though I would have remembered if I’d met his sister.
“Agreed.”Bria shared the same intriguing wonder as I.
"I apologize for my interruptions, but we’ve yet to determine how treason was committed with the false usage of my image to potentially trap Elphaba’s eldest daughter,” Prince Alywn brought up with haste.
It really did feel like he didn’t want to be here—as if he had some sort of special invite and we were being burdensome.
"Hmm. Isn’t it quite obvious?” Prince Theo stated as if what was being asked was common sense. He pointed directly at me as the knights lowered onto one knee in unison.
“She has fae magic infused into her body. Are you all so blind that you can’t acknowledge why such an attempt toward Miss Willow breaks our own Faerie laws?”
No one said a word until a voice came from behind me.
“Why would my sister have fae magic flowing within her?” All I had to do was look over my shoulder to see Ruby was present with Whitney—the two of them clearly having arrived from the other elevator. “Willow is not a half-fae hybrid like myself. Nor does Roberto, her father, carry fae blood.”
“Ruby is right,” Whitney emphasized as she lowered her head to acknowledge the room of various royals. "To carry fae magic without being a born fae or fae hybrid means one needs to be infused with such magical properties, and that’s forbidden because it requires the exchange from another fae of equal or greater status. That means whoever’s magic was taken to infuse into her had to be of royal descent, and that’s literally a crime that’s punishable by death via public execution.”
“You are correct,” Milo spoke up. “However, we’ve witnessed firsthand that Willow indeed has fae magic running through her veins. That is exactly why we were pulled into Faerie earlier.”
“Impossible,” Prince Alywn commented. “We all know it’s not an easy task to enter Faerie. You have to be accompanied by another fae or be given a special invite.”
“Unless you’re of royal blood or mated to a king or queen of the lands of Faerie.”
I sensed the wave of surprise that rushed through our pack bond, which was why the nine of us glanced over to Milo, whose eyes were wide as they peered over at a woman who was cloaked in gold from head to toe.
Those in the path of the woman immediately scurried to be out of her way as men with tribal tattoos of white and armor of gold engraved into their very flesh emerged at her sides with spears in hand.
“I wondered why it felt like my son had returned home, only for his energy to disappear quickly,”the woman declared as her eyes of black shifted to an alluring shade of gold with specks of red.“After being missing for ten months, I feared the worst, but it seems you had other responsibilities to attend to.”
"Mother.” Milo could barely speak as he immediately bowed. “I apologize. It was not my intention to return to my roots and then not inform you of my safe return. The trip was not only unexpected but led to our discovery of the manipulation of one of our own and the woman I’ve pledged to court.”
“Court?” Prince Alywn acknowledged like it was such a grand surprise. “And whom may this woman be?”
“The same woman who is going to accept her birthright,” Milo declared without a hint of shame.
I never imagined such a declaration would be stated so boldly in public, but here we were, surrounded by various individuals across the shifter world who would spread this information like wildfire in the underground.
“I dare ask how many are romantically connected to the Princess?” Prince Alywn commented.
“All nine of them.”
Everyone’s attention landed on me, but I didn’t quiver in fear at their fascination and shock. I stood there with a calm expression as I fed their greedy ears exactly what they were desperate for. “Every member in the Forbidden Pack has a romantic relationship with me, whether it’s the intention of courtship or being royally bonded,” I stated with pride. “Unlike those who enjoy sexual gratification without commitment, my romantic affairs only commence after the agreement of loyalty among those within the pack. It’s exactly why our pack is very exclusive in nature.”
I smiled just slightly at the twitching movement of Prince Alywn’s right eye. It confirmed I’d hit a nerve. But my eyes moved to Milo’s mother as I bowed my head just slightly.
“As the primary suspect behind Milo’s unexpected visit to Faerie, I personally apologize that he was unable to visit and speak to you face-to-face in regard to our relationship status and the intention of courting me. My intention was not to offend the fae and your respectable laws and culture, but due to the impactful time difference between Faerie and Earth and the time-sensitive event that is indeed in my honor, we could not delay our movements any longer. If I was able to reach either of my parents at the time, I would have requested a special invitation before the event so we could discuss other matters that needed to be addressed, along with my romantic affairs, but it was simply not feasible.” I deepened my bow and added, “No excuse is worthy of your forgiveness and mercy from judgment, but please see the truth within my words and grant us another chance at reconciliation.”
Rising, I caught onto her surprised orbs as Milo’s mother stared back at me. My performance seemed to surprise a lot of people because even Ruby seemed stunned.
"W-Well,” Milo’s mother began as she forced herself to recover from my statement. "Seeing as you so humbly apologized and my son has set his pride aside to also apologize, I can’t possibly be ruthless and not forgive such a mishap. However, a letter would indeed have been a smart decision. I’m sure if you’d tried harder to contact your parents, something could have been arranged.”
“Queen Elphaba has only now arrived back from Faerie with my father,” Ruby chipped in. “If my sister did manage to send an emergency letter to Mother to request communication with your kingdom, it would have not made it through the grapevine in time.”
“As for my father, Roberto De Luca, he’s—”
“Returning from dealing with my own pack affairs.”
