Because this day? I have a feeling it’s going to be a really good one. We’re holding the wedding in the great hall, where we had the coronation yesterday, but it has been satisfyingly transformed. I was a little hesitant about the choice because I didn’t want everything to look the same, and like

“If you think this is her first time crying,” Sinclair says, smirking and reaching for Rafe, “then you’re woefully mistaken, sister-in-law.” Cora laughs then as I pass Rafe off to his father and she loops her arm through mine. “Ready?” I say, sniffing the rest of my tears back and smiling. “Su

But I immediately see the problem, and I am not at all surprised that my uncle is at the center of it. My eyes dart around at the people – several Atalaxian men, looking chic if rigid in their tuxedos, bristle as they frown at a human woman with her twin daughters pressed tight against her side. T

“Clever,” I say, stepping closer to him and likewise looking towards the door. “Bringing someone who they knew would force you to show your cards.” “And it may not be done,” he sighs. I look up at Sinclair to ask why, but we’re both distracted when the bride and groom come to our sides. “Is ev

“Nah,” she says, shaking her head, clearly lost in thought. “I mean, yesterday Sinclair made a very definite move in marking Rafe as his heir. It kind of makes that option null to Xander.” “What do you mean?” I ask, frowning. “Well,” she says, looking at me evenly, “even if he were to…take out S