Queen of the Earth: Book V in the Elementals Series by Logan Marisol

Author:Logan, Marisol [Logan, Marisol]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-07-14T04:00:00+00:00

Part II

-XIII-

Heaving herself out of bed from her afternoon nap, Veria tenderly placed a hand on the bottom of her burgeoning belly. A sharp kick had awoken her, and the sharp kicks continued, causing her to wince as they landed near her hipbone.

“I'm guessing you are so insistent I get out of bed because it's dinnertime?” Veria groaned softly to the inhabitant of her sizable round bump. Another kick came in response to her voice, so sharp against her muscle that she buckled forward as a reflex, then laughed. “Alright, alright. I am going!”

Once in the Dining Hall, Veria was surprised to find she had beaten Browan to dinner, which rarely happened. She sat down and started picking at a loaf of bread and wedge of cheese that sat on the table, too starving to wait for him.

He arrived a few minutes later, rushing into the hall looking concerned.

“Good evening, Veria,” he said curtly as he took his seat.

As soon as he was seated, their food was brought out to the table.

“I apologize for making you wait,” he said.

“Is everything alright?” Veria asked.

“Everything is fine,” he said plainly. “I was just receiving a report from Strelzar Plazic that the shrine is finished and he thinks the Queen should come to the Council Announcement ceremony at week's end.”

Veria stifled a gasp. Was Strelzar here? she wondered. She hadn't seen him in six months—she hadn't really seen anyone in six months, besides seldom visits when she felt up to them, and when Browan allowed, to the garden cottage for lunch. Browan had not allowed her to take anymore trips to Tarddiad since the first one. When she had returned from the first trip, he had interrogated her, with a verifier at his side, about what had happened on her trip. She had successfully lied on all the questions that required it, like if she'd had contact with Andon or if she had seen Virro or Sureven, or if anything other than the Shrine and the Historical Society were discussed.

She lied and she did it so well that they felt like truths to her when they left her lips. And because she did it well enough, Virro and Sureven sent her regular messages from Strelzar about their progress, which was slow, but steady.

But if Strelzar wanted her to come back to Tarddiad, there had to be something he wanted to tell her in person. Her heart skipped a beat then filled with burning hot blood at the thought. Whatever it was, it probably wasn't good...

“I should go, Browan,” she said.

“No, you really should not,” he rebutted.

“This is probably the last opportunity for me to travel before I get too far into the pregnancy—”

“It's too far in already,” Browan interrupted.

“Ask Claryain. Ask Pascha!” Veria argued. “I guarantee you they will not say it's too late for a short trip.”

“It is for me!” he shouted back.

“It's not just your choice!” she yelled. “And I am the one doing all the hard work for this. When

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