Page 37 of Foretold

“Why don’t you make the cake here and invite him to celebrate?” he asks, his eyes calculating. “Anything you need will be yours.”

“Chaos has become his home,” I reply slowly, not wanting to mention that only recently, Rave choked him with his shadows. “He’s training to become a royal guard there and gets on well with Bane and my brothers. We’re all going to celebrate together.”

He stays silent for a few tense moments. “Honey,” he suddenly replies.

“What?” I ask, putting my bottle on the table.

“That’s my favorite cake,” he replies, playing with a lock of myhair. He wraps it around his long finger.

“Mine is—”

“Chocolate, I know,” he murmurs, flashing me his dimple.

I press a kiss against it, and Rave stills.

It’s been a while since that dimple has made an appearance.

But now that it’s here, I want to keep it here.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Astrid

Rita hugs me tightly when we walk into her inn, then grabs her son next, kissing Sinda’s cheeks repeatedly. “My handsome boy! I didn’t know you were coming in tonight.”

The inn is packed with a band playing, and people are already on the dance floor.

“The princess wanted to,” he says, smiling over at me.

Rita beams, then lets go of him to hug Rave, Soren, Cove, Elios, and Nico before finding us a table. I feel eyes on us as we sit on the wooden chairs and order some drinks and food, and I’m thinking it’s not every day they see all of their princes out together, along with two warrior fae and a princess.

“We’re causing quite the spectacle,” I announce, arching my brow when a group of fae women look over and check out all the men around me. One of them fans her face when her lingering gaze goes to the Shadow Prince, who is sitting next to me, one arm casually balancing on his knee.

“No wonder you all have such big egos,” I mutter, and Soren smirks, flexing his arms as he clasps his fingers behind his neck, which is clearly all for show. He’s changed into a white sleeveless tunic that shows off his chest and muscles. He must be wanting to get some action tonight.

“Can you blame them?” he replies, following my line of sight and sending a flirty wink in their direction.

I roll my eyes. “Looking for a new pet?”

Rita brings me a bottle of wine and some beer for the gentlemen. “The food is on its way.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Sinda says, and she touches his cheek warmly. The rest of us chime in with our thanks.

“You’re welcome. Enjoy the night. But please, don’t start any fights,” she murmurs, her eyes going straight to Rave. “Especially you.”

“Me?” Rave asks, pointing to his chest. He has the nerve to sound shocked.

Nico chuckles, his eyes darting to me. “Don’t sound so surprised. Anyone looks at her, and that’s the end of it.”

Rave pours me a glass and slides it over. “They can look all they want.” He turns to me, his eyes dancing playfully. “She’s a beautiful woman. I can’t blame them. It’s touching her that’s going to get them killed.”

“And that’s why Rita only pointed at you,” Cove remarks, shaking his head.

“I’d like to see how you all act when you find your mate,” Rave replies, and the men all go quiet, Soren wincing at the thought.

“Enough about balls and chains,” he says, doing a sexy little dance, rolling his body to the music. “I’m going to go and work my magic on one of those pretty fae over there.” He pins me with a steel look. “And you, don’t you even try and cockblock me.”

He dances away, shaking his ass a little, making me laugh out loud. When I turn to Rave, I find his eyes already on me, lighting up at the sight of me happy.

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