Hell's King by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eve Langlais

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His mother was here?

“Where?” Isobel glanced over to where Chris stared and noticed just a bunch of people. Humans as far as she could tell, all sporting the same tattoo, wearing the same manic expressions. Despite the different clothes, and being from varying parts of the world, it wasn’t hard to guess that they were part of a club. The I-worship-the-Antichrist club.

Since I married him, does that mean I need a tattoo, as well?

“She’s over there,” Chris hissed. “In the burgundy dress.”

Isobel glanced again. Saw only one person who matched the description.

“That’s your mom?” Skepticism laced her words. The woman of whom he spoke looked quite prim and proper. Her hands were folded over her stomach as she stood demurely, not making any kind of waves. She didn’t have a crown of thorns or a slave on a leash. No ominous cloud surrounded her.

Kind of disappointing.

“It’s her. We need to leave. Now.”

She put her hand on his arm to stop him from rising. “Don’t be so melodramatic. She’s obviously here for a reason.”

“Death and annihilation.”

“Or maybe she thought it would be a nice public setting for her to truly meet her son for the first time.” Isobel fed him a calming line while mentally freaking out. His mom is here. Her mother-in-law, a possible goddess just returned from another dimension. An unknown force who’d tried to keep them apart. Because she hates me. What if she’d shown up to rectify his marriage?

Would Chris turn into a mama’s boy and ditch her?

Over my dead body. She stood.

“Where are you going?” he hissed. “I thought you said we weren’t going to run.”

“We’re not. I’m going to say hello. You coming?”

He stared at her, the struggle in him visible. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Not really. She’s obviously here for a reason.”

“Did you miss the part where I said she probably wants to kill us all?”

“Dressed like that? Doubtful. Let’s go say hi.”

He frowned, but behind it, she could see the longing. This was his mother. The woman who’d spent considerable energy trying to communicate with Chris while imprisoned. He owed it to himself to at least meet her.

“What if she bites?” he said, still hesitating.

“Bite her back.” She grabbed him by the hand and tugged him to his feet. Keeping her eye on the prize, and a hand latched on to Chris, she edged her way to the other end of the dining hall, past bodies who’d stopped to chat, dodging plates and glasses held aloft.

They rounded the corner of the table and a clear space. Isobel got to see her mother-in-law up close. The black eyes. As in no whites whatsoever. Must make it hard to blend in with the general populace.

Isobel flashed a smile that her mother had made her practice during her lessons on good manners.

It wasn’t returned.

“You. You’re the daughter of that wizard.”

Isobel stumbled as a voice spoke disparagingly within her mind.

“To think you’re married to my son instead of someone truly worthy of him.”

The plain truth of it struck at her insecurities.

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