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September 21 - October 29, 2023
Maybe the king always knew that his greatest love would be his ruination. Maybe he knew it the moment he met her.
ABSNDBDHDDHDH IT APPLIES TO BOTH KINGS
“Knock on that door,” I breathed, “one more fucking time.” My husband smiled at me, lowering his raised fist, which had indeed been ready to knock one more fucking time. “There she is.”
He was practically poking me with a stick to see when I’d react.
He embodied the role of conqueror king just as easily as he had embodied the role of human in the pub, and the role of bloodthirsty contestant, and the role of my lover, and the role of my kidnapper.
The last time I had stood in this room with these people, I’d been a slave.
Because secretly, even after all this time, I was still terrified of them.
“Now, I will make the House of Night once again something to fear. I will restore it to what it used to be.” Every I was carefully chosen, reminding them with every sentence of my role.
The look on Oraya’s face struck me. Satisfaction. Bloodthirsty satisfaction. The first time in weeks I’d seen something that looked like fight in her eyes. Goddess, I could’ve fucking wept for it.
“I am the Nightborn King,” I said, voice low and deadly. “Do you think I’m going to beg for your respect? I don’t need your respect. Your fear will do. Bow.”
