Page 42 of Eliza's Cursed Dragon

“I can see why he would choose you. Picking beautiful women runs in their blood.” She laughed, holding up a glass of champagne that from all indications wasn’t her first.

Lucy helped me up so I could walk forward and meet Sophia Seymore. Holding out my hand I plastered a smile on my face, the one she reciprocated just as fake. “My dear daughter.”

She gave both of my cheeks air kisses, holding my hands. “Welcome to the family.”

With that she rushed out of the room, leaving Daisy, Lucy, and me standing there, arching our brows.

“Now, are you sure you want to marry into that?” Lucy asked. “You could freeze flames instantly between her ass cheeks.”

I did a double take, that didn’t sound like Lucy at all. She snickered and Daisy sucked in a loud, outraged breath.

“I don’t think that’s appropriate,” Daisy chided.

“Oh so what, don’t be such a priss,” Lucy said, picking up my flowers, and tossing them at me, all the while staring provocatively at me as if daring me to say something.

“Alright, it might be time for you to take a break,” Daisy suggested and I nodded, pointing at the door.

“Make me.” Lucy pushed her fists into her hips, staring at me challengingly. “Tell me to go and I’ll go!”

I blinked confused. What did she want from me? She knew I couldn’t speak.

“You are clearly out of line,” Daisy snarled and moved to the door to open it and call for someone.

Lucy blocked her way though. “Come on muty, dummy, tell me to leave,” Lucy taunted.

“That’s quite enough.” Daisy lifted her hands to push Lucy out the door, but suddenly seemed frozen.

“You know what’s on the dinner menu tonight?” Lucy glared at me. “Especially for you. Wild swan!”

No! Lay on the tip of my tongue, but thankfully it remained frozen. For some reason, Lucy was goading me to break my vow of silence during the last minutes of the curse.

It took all my willpower, but I remained where I was, just as frozen as poor Daisy, staring at Lucy.

“You’re not gonna say anything, are you? Fine. I have other options.”

With that, Lucy turned around, slammed the door to the bedroom, and I heard a lock engage. What the hell?

“Oh, I’m dizzy,” Daisy complained. “What happened?”

I jumped over to her and held her heavy body up before her knees buckled, guiding her to the ground to keep her from slamming into it.

Edward

The happiest day of my life had finally arrived. I was quietly whistling and listening to Sean and Roger rile each other, while Henry was telling me what I lucky man I was. “I’ve never seen such a beautiful woman before, where did you find her?”

I wasn’t about to tell him at the graveyard, instead, my bride and I had come up with a story where we met at a park while she was feeding the swans. It wasn’t too far off.

“Ah, that doesn’t matter. The better question is how he got her to marry him, that’s what I want to know,” Marcus, another one of my friends, interjected.

“Nah, I would much rather know where we can find another one like her, does she have sisters?” Sean, a perpetual bachelor asked.

He had no idea how his question cut through my heart, because the answer was I didn’t. Tactfully, nobody had asked any questions about where the friends and family of the bride were—except my father of course—but there was no question in my mind that people were talking about it.

“How do I look?” I changed the subject.

“You’re not the bride, nobody cares what you look like, champ.” Henry laughed.

The door opened and the last member of our group, Sebastian, entered. “I think your nanny is about to become your new stepmom.” He chuckled.

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