The Queen's Flight (Emerging Queens) by Jamie K. Schmidt

Author:Jamie K. Schmidt [Schmidt, Jamie K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Emerging Queens, The Queen's Flight, Jamie K. Schmidt, PNR, Paranormal, Otherworld, Entangled, The Queen's Wings, Select
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-11-15T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“So uh, Sebastian,” Viola said as they climbed up wide, stone stairs. “Nice to meet you.”

“I’m glad you came,” he said. “I was worried you would be taken by a stud.”

“How did you know that I…shifted? Let me guess, you saw me being hustled into the car with my hoo hah hanging out?” That little geek’s blog had gone viral, and the comments from YouTube weren’t very nice.

He shook his head. “No, I’ve known since you were born that you were a dragon. When Lerisse broke the spell, I tracked you down. It was very helpful that you still lived with your mother.”

“Wait.” Viola stopped in the hallway. “You knew I was a dragon? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Would you have believed me?” Sebastian gave her a rueful look. “Well, you might have, but your mother didn’t want to hear it.”

Viola cocked her head. “I suppose it would be a little suspect coming from someone who never even sent me a birthday card.”

“Do you think your mother would have given them to you?” His voice was dry, but there was a hint of hope underneath it.

“Did you try?” Viola countered.

“No,” he said quietly. “Perhaps I should have.”

He opened a heavy wooden door, and she peeked in. It was an enormous bedroom. A double-king-size bed was the centerpiece of the room. Viola walked in and whirled around.

“This is amazing. But where is Merrick going to be?”

“In the courtyard with the rest of the studs. Unless you require his…” —he coughed— “services.”

“Uh no, that’s quite all right,” she said, backing into the room, waving her hands wildly. “Am I going to be safe here?” Sergei wouldn’t be too happy that she was here, but it wasn’t as if he’d told her the Queen’s name. Would he still come for her? She crossed her arms over her chest. He’d better.

“You will now,” he said. “I’ll have someone bring up some lunch. Do you have any preference?”

Viola’s stomach growled and she was bone-weary from the flight. She could feel reaction set in and she sat at the end of the bed. “I need to get in touch with my Protector.”

“Why isn’t he here?” Her father frowned.

“I don’t know. We were escaping from a Cult of Humanity attack. I don’t even know if he’s alive.” She stroked the furs piled on the bed. Big pillows were thrown at the head. A fire was just starting to catch in the fireplace, so the room had a nice smoky scent. All she wanted to do was pull the blankets up over her head.

“What’s his name? I’ll send him up should he arrive soon.” Sebastian started to close the door behind him.

“Sergei. I think he was in this court before.”

Her words stopped him in his tracks. He hung on the heavy door for support. “That butcher is your Protector?”

“He’s not like that.” Viola reassured him.

“He hates Queens,” Sebastian whispered in a low tone, darting glances over his shoulder.

“I’ve noticed,” Viola said. “Can you let him know I’m here and that I’m okay?” If he was even still alive.

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