A Royal Rebellion by Revella Hawthorne

Author:Revella Hawthorne [Hawthorne, Revella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mpreg fantasy
Amazon: B0150Z9AQO
Publisher: SJ Himes
Published: 2015-11-09T16:00:00+00:00

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Edward

Edward breathed in deep, remembering who he was, and who he didn’t want to be. Reason, calm, control. He was all of these things. He wasn’t the entitled crown prince, who sulked when he didn’t get the choicest meat, nor was he the brash and rude middle son, who made it a point to need no one and make sure they knew it. He saw the flaws others hated most in his brothers and made it a point to be more, and yet less.

Who was Edward, third son of the king? Farmer, tax law expert, master, lover? Father? He looked at Percy, his lovely mate held securely in Reynard’s arms, the captain ready and willing to give his life to protect Percy’s. His mate, whose ice-blue eyes were fraught with worry and tension, all but begged him to find peace.

The control he’d been struggling with the last weeks was all but gone. So used to having his life be the way he wanted it, undisturbed by politics and family backstabbing, Edward realized with a harsh awakening that he was spoiled. He was a prince, cast adrift in world he couldn’t control and he certainly could not protect his mate and unborn child. He relied on Reynard to protect them from harm, and even Mason, the seemingly crass and degenerate rake, had more value and skill than he’d given him credit for, and was immensely more suited to the life they were living than Edward was.

In that epiphany he realized he was no one. Yet he could be someone, and he wanted to be more than what the world saw, and what he had been before. Every moment set before a man he had the chance to be better than he was before, and that thought sent the tension from his body.

Edward relaxed, and sat. He would listen, and learn, and then figure out what kind of prince he really was. What kind of man. Percy made a small movement from Reynard’s arms, but Edward glanced up at the captain who nodded and sat back down, holding securely onto Percy. His mate gave him a small moue of his lips, and Edward sent him an apologetic smile before returning his attention to their host.

“Apologies for the outburst, Lord Lucius. I have no excuse for my behavior.” Edward had plenty of reasons, but he refused to act the child. That was Mason’s job. Lord Lucius gave him a gracious nod, and Edward glared at Mason. “Speak up, brother.”

“Oh, is it my turn?” Mason asked, leaning back in his seat, legs crossed, looking so alike Reynard that Edward wondered just how far back their liaison went.

“Mace,” Reynard warned in a soft tone, and surprisingly enough his brother sat up in his chair and lost the insouciant attitude.

“First begin with why Father is listening to the Minister of DNA Engineering and Cloning,” Edward said. That was the most pressing matter—the why would explain how the king could be bent to follow the wishes of a single minister, a minister who was appointed by the king, and not the people.

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