Page 51 of Shadow Witch

Dewey raised a claw in the air. “You might say she’s bat-sh–“

“Don’t,” Paige said with a shake of her head. “That’s the stupidest joke ever. But I’m serious. One second, she’s trying to kill me to marry Devon, the next she’s trying to kill Devon, and the next, she’s back to fighting me in the Amor Fortis for Devon. I don’t get it.”

A series of sounds spilled from Devon’s still-black lips.

“What?” Paige asked.

Devon spoke again, but it was still a mumbled mess of sounds that made no sense.

“Will you please turn back to human form so I can understand you?” Paige asked.

Devon morphed back into his normal self before he spoke again. “Sorry, sometimes I forget. I said Ivy has always been crazy. She doesn’t want to marry me. She just wants to be a princess.”

“Isn’t there someone else she can marry?”

Devon shrugged. “No. There are only vampire dukes. I’m the only prince.”

Devon shot her a dimpled grin.

“Dang, Paige, you scored,” Dewey said. “He’s literally the only vampire prince on the planet. Until you two get married and start popping out baby vampires. Then you’ll have a few little princes and princesses scampering around the castle.”

Paige crinkled her nose. “No one said anything about kids.”

“Come on, Paige,” Devon said, his shoulders slumping. “Tell me you don’t want a brood of little carrot-topped vampires running around.”

“Did you forget that we’re only–“

“Shh,” Devon said as he pressed his hand over her lips. “The walls have ears.”

“Right,” Paige said, lowering her voice. “Fine. Just…we’ll discuss children later.”

“That ought to be discussed now,” Dominic said.

“Dad,” Devon answered, straightening his posture as he stepped around Paige.

“Are you telling me that you and your fiancée have not discussed producing an heir to this throne?”

“Of course, we have.”

“Then, why did she say otherwise?”

“Because, pal,” Dewey answered, “Paige is a modern gal with a super cool job and a life to lead. She’s not going to be in the castle pregnant and barefoot.”

“Thank you, Dewey. Yes. That’s right. Children is something we will have to plan,” Paige answered.

“Right,” Devon said as he slid his arm around Paige. “Which is why we’ll have to discuss it later. When we figure out the right time to have children.”

“Then, there will be children,” Dominic said.

“Of course,” Paige answered with a nervous chuckle. “How could you think I don’t want a brood of little carrot-topped vampires running around?”

“Oh, please. Let us hope they take after Devon.”

“Hey, watch it, bud,” Dewey said, wagging a finger at him, “Paige is hot. Especially for a ginger.”

Paige nodded at him. “Thank you, Dewey. I appreciate that.“

“Look, Dad, it’s not your call. I think Paige is beautiful. Inside and out. And when we have children is a discussion between the two of us.”

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