Kill The Queens (The Darkest Queens Series Book 2) by Rebecca Grey

Author:Rebecca Grey [Grey, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

Queen Farah

The little black box was nestled in the palm of her hand, the soft velvet material gentle against her skin. Farah glared at the box as the door to her bedroom slammed shut behind her. What is this? Why did he do this?

A growl bubbled out between her lips. She hated him. She loathed him for what he had that she did not. Didn't he hate her too? Wasn't he just using her?

That's what this gift was. Some perverse attempt at persuading her into tolerating him. Farah couldn't look away from the small box. Her back pressed into the chilled wood of her door as she leaned into it. She hoped she opened the box and hated what was inside.

Maybe she shouldn't even open the box. That's right…she could probably chuck it in the fire right now.

She lifted her staff, pointing it in the direction of the dark fireplace. Water climbed up the glass globe, sloshing down in one big wave. Then the fireplace wasn't so dark anymore. Embers turned to sparks that gave way to large roaring flames. Light danced into the room and onto her cream-colored bedding.

She should throw it in the fire.

Don't open it, Farah. Don't do it, she told herself even as the desire to know rose up inside of her.

With a huff, she straightened from the door and walked the distance to her bed. Her eyes shifted between the box in her hand and the fire. Before she could think on it, before she could give in to the growing want, she growled through her teeth and threw the small box. It hit stone with a clank that made the queen press her eyes closed.

Gods, she wanted to know what he thought would win her over. But she couldn't give in. She couldn't give him that power. Never.

Gently, she laid her staff across her bed before she perched on the mattress’s edge. Flames were covering that little box now, eating away at whatever was inside. Earrings? A necklace? Some stupid little pin?

It doesn't matter, she told herself. By the time she was cradling her head in her hands, there was a short knock at the door.

"Come in," she called.

The door cracked open to reveal one of the older members of her court. A rather frail woman who'd once had honey gold hair that was now streaking with grey. She hadn't attended the event but much of her court had rooms within the castle walls and during the process of finding a king, most had chosen to stay through the events.

"Hello, Ellowen." Farah sat up, a hand drifting onto the end of the staff.

"My Queen." Ellowen dipped into a curtsey. "Would you like the rest of your guests to be dismissed for the day?"

She stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. Farah supposed that meant she had more to talk about than just the fact she had left.

"They can go. I don't have much care who gets invited back." Except one person. "Though…could

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