Queen Of Dreams (The Masks Of Under Book 3) by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

Author:Kathryn Ann Kingsley [Kingsley, Kathryn Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-05-27T16:00:00+00:00

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“Must he always find the need to keep us waiting?” Maverick commented idly from where he sat at the great table in Aon’s library. Lyon found that rather ironic, as the doctor was generally the one who was always late.

No one answered his complaint, save for Kamira, who huffed a single sarcastic laugh from where she stood by the wall. Her tail swished in nervous anticipation around her legs. Ziza was said to have been unwell, and instead she had sent the next ranking member of the House of Fate.

The man looked to be in his early forties, hailing perhaps from somewhere in China. A blue, Venetian-style mask that was their house’s style covered a third of his face. He, like all those in his house, sat quietly and observed. If he was not mistaken, his name was Yuandi. Lyon was horrible with names, all things considered.

Edu had not been invited to this parley.

This was a meeting of the regents of the houses whose kings and queens still slept. Even Otoi had seen fit to be present. He was sitting in a chair, running grubby fingers along the stem of a glass wine goblet from which he was drinking. Lyon was asked to attend by Aon, a fact that continued to annoy the “real” Regent in White to no end. “He wants his errand boy present,” Otoi had ridiculed as they had arrived.

Lyon did not trouble overmuch for Otoi’s words and constant belittling. He pitied the little man for taking in name only the rule that he had once shouldered. No one respected Otoi. Including, he suspected, the man himself.

“We all know where he is. Who he’s with. He’s distracted.” Otoi cracked a disgusting grin across the table at Maverick. “I would be, with a girl like that. Mmh. Especially now that she’s worth the effort!” He looked around the room to see if anyone would enjoy his crude comment.

Kamira made an exaggerated blanch. Her antics made Lyon smile from where he stood across the room from her, even as he shook his head. His wife was never subtle in her feelings.

“Speak of her that way again, Otoi, and I will make you regret it such as you have never done anything else in your wretched life.” Aon’s voice came from nowhere, carrying through the room, foreboding and detached. Maverick visibly shuddered, a rare break in the man’s reserved exterior. Even Yuandi seemed unsettled.

“I—I meant no offense,” Otoi stammered to the invisible presence. A moment later, the warlock materialized, seeming to emerge from the shadows, seated at the head of the table, a dark shadow against crimson upholstery. “Forgive me, Master Aon!” Otoi knew the man would be wrathful, given everything that was unfolding.

Ignoring the apology, Aon addressed the room. “I will make this brief and not waste any of our time with trivialities. I have much to do this evening. My spies tell me that Edu is preparing to go to war to see the dreamer freed of my care.

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