Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

His words are clipped. “Me? Or Kai?” I think I hear myself giggle. “Yes.” And with that, I’m grabbing them both by the arm. I don’t bother trying to comprehend their persistent protests as I drag them toward the dance floor. The sea of people parts for us, amused enough to turn to their neighbor and gossip. When I halt in the center of the dance floor, I turn to the boys. “As future queen, I hereby instate a new tradition.” I might have yelled the words. Oops. Kai is now pinching the bridge of his nose, swallowing the laugh in his throat. “Plagues, I hope you remember this tomorrow.” “Shh, I’m making a decree,” I scold. Kitt might have smiled. “We’re listening, Paedyn.” I like that he said my name. That feels like progress. I clear my throat, ignoring the many wide gazes surrounding, and— Hmm. I feel like I should be taller for this. Establish my strength and such. So where the hell are my heels when I actually need them? “I declare,” I say slowly, my spine straightening, “a dance between the three of us. Unified as one.” I don’t even give them the chance to argue. How very queenly of me.