Heir of Iron Hearts: Iron Crown Faerie Tales Book 2 by Bekah Harris

Author:Bekah Harris [Harris, Bekah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamlake Media
Published: 2019-04-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Lyric pushed past Barrett without pausing for him to introduce her.

Something about Ardan’s expression and body language had been bothering her all morning. Though it would be the biggest mistake of his life, she couldn’t help but wonder if he had been complicit in Alena’s escape, despite the fact that Violet had tricked Ivy into returning the royal key. His brother, Padraic, would never be that stupid or arrogant, but Ardan was another story.

The arrogant younger son of an arrogant father and king now leaned toward her daughter in an intimate way, just as he had the night before, and the sight of it made Lyric feel tired. Ivy looked like a frightened deer, uncertain and ready to spring away at any moment.

“I decided to have tea with you,” Lyric interrupted.

Looking annoyed and disappointed, Ardan settled back into his seat. Lyric smiled, the act of upsetting Prince Ardan filling her with such happiness that she considered for a fleeting moment how nice it would be to change thousands of years of tradition.

“Good morning, Ivy,” she said. Ivy looked nauseated, like she was waiting for Lyric to order her beheading. “I see you’ve delved deeper into your closet this morning.”

Ivy’s plunging neckline was out of character, but Lyric was glad she had been bold enough to wear it before the prince. Such items reflected confidence and power—an air of intimidation that Ivy would need to embody before taking Lyric’s place someday as queen.

“Please sit down,” Ivy said, gesturing to the spot between her and Ardan.

“Thank you,” Lyric replied, casting a frosty glance at the Unseelie prince.

Ivy looked worried. She watched Lyric intensely, as if she were terrified she was going to bring up her unintentional brush with Fae wine and music. There was nothing more to discuss. The fault had been hers for not warning Ivy about the wine or music and Ardan’s for having taken advantage of it, something she had only forgiven after seeing the deep bite marks of the Red Caps that marred Ardan’s flesh.

“Madra,” Lyric called. “We’re ready for tea.”

Madra scurried off to alert the kitchens, and Lyric turned back to her daughter and Ardan. “There is something very important I wish to discuss with you both.”

Ivy dipped her head in acknowledgement and urged Lyric to continue with a circular wave of her hand.

“I have spies everywhere, as you know.” She looked pointedly at Ardan. “I am informed that my sister has reached the Summer Court, along with the former princess. I have no idea what Violet could possibly gain from the Summer Court, but I know well that Alena often insults our Winter traditions by sharing a bed with King Zane of Summer…among other powerful Fae in both realms.”

Ardan raised his brows then. For the first time since laying eyes on him, the Unseelie prince looked shocked. Lyric smiled, satisfied.

Lyric knew for a fact that Alena had her own closet in the Unseelie castle, and she had always suspected she dallied with the younger prince, as well.

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