Page 34 of Royal Lies

I was always honest about who I was. Yes, I was all those things she claims about me. I admit it. I mean how could one not be? I'mhot. Truly dashing if you ask me. I grinned winking at myself in the mirror. I didn't drop panties with just any old smile. Who else has such perfect teeth besides me? I was quite handsome, yes, but so was she, my dear sister. She and the girl I never could have. I should have locked those golden eyes in a cage when I had the chance. Then again, she would have found the key. Which was exactly why we were so meant to be for one another. She was the only one who could ever get into my head.

Alas, that poor little sister of mine will always remain trapped inside her own logic, her own mind, imprisoned by her own heart. As cold as she is, she grieves for love and affection like a starved puppy. So much so, that she was blind. So blind she covered her desires with selfless reasons. Trying to help othersand all that for the simple reason of purely aiding someone in need.

How… disgusting.

No one is selfless in this realm, at least not if they can't get something in return. Case in point the two hovering bodies outside the door.

I sighed.

Will I never have a chance to get drunk?

I pouted, my plump lower lip slightly puffing out. Oh, even my sad face looks good. Man, I am just dashing.

Turning to the armchair in the center of the room I paused to rest my fingers against the bluish hue of the leather.

"Come in," I peered back through the fogged-up iced windows, which I was using as a means to admire myself. Two pairs of eyes stared back at me. One gold. One an electric blue. I smiled, just as expected. Everyone is selfish in this realm. No one can ever truly be kind enough to be selfless, take these two fae for example.

Dressed in a pale blue tunic and dark blue slacks with sapphire cuffs. Eli must have changed before coming to meet me. I swear the man goes through five clothing changes a day, he always has. However, the tunic had elegant tracings of golden vines across his collar. So, if the sapphire's cuff links weren't enough to convince you that he was of noble origins then the neatly embroidered golden spirals should have clued you in. Everetta on the other hand was fitted into a mesh of blue fabrics and ruffles. The waist was neatly cinched in to accentuate what little curves she had. So needless to say her chest area was covered. The only physical appeal that dress offered her was the tiny midsection she bore. I couldn't even see her ass in all that fabric. The flowing blue length spread around the lightly iced marbled floor she stood on. I never understood how girls kept the hem of such garments clean if they were always touchingthe ground. Although the dress was simple the embroidery was elegant. With the sharp and vibrant golden stitches of lilies and roses spread around the lower half of the dress.

"Ah~, if it isn't my favorite little couple." I smiled, pearly white teeth and all. A shark's grin one might say.

Eli rolled his eyes walking over to the biggest chair around, which just so happened to be in the front, right dead center.

How convenient.

Insert sarcasm.

Everetta, my one-time lover, and never again, stood her stance, inquisitive, as always. Perhaps she was trying to figure me out. To understand who I was in her fogged-up memory. Why else can't she recognize me? Besides, she always greeted me with a roll of her golden eyes, a big wide hug, or with a knife thrown at me from across the room. It really depends if I've pissed her off that century or not.

So, this only meant one thing. Her memories were stuck in limbo. As for the other blond beauty, of whom I really do wish was a girl if only to tease him, he seems to know exactly who I am. Side note, I wonder how flustered he would be lying under me. My hand under his clothing, another holding both his hands above his head as I kissed down his- As if sensing my train of thought Eli threw even more daggers at me with his glare. I always wondered how he managed to do that; look more annoyed than was possible

"We need your help with something." As always Ev dearest was always the first to speak.

I see, not going to address my little jab? Pity, I was looking forward to a little entertainment for my sacrifice. I was risking a knife to my head. Their bickering was always so fun to watch. I had hoped perhaps one of them would argue the term‘couple’with me. I mean come on it was a loaded gun ready to be fired.

How boring.

"Oh? And whatever shall that be." I let my tongue roll across the roof of my gorgeous mouth as I stared back at the two fae.

Gods, I was just too stunning. Smiling, I noted the shimmering aspects of my beautiful chin in the reflection off the pillar behind Eli. And those cheeks, sharp enough to cut a cub. Just like the one standing before me.

It's a pity Everetta never saw that. My beauty I mean. Then again perhaps that was why I loved her, and I still do. I would have maintained my pursuit of her if not for the Wolf disguised as a meek sheep. Alas, even I, the great conqueror of Blood and Fire, and yes, anything with a walking pulse and panties, as my so-called little sister claims, can not defeat a vermin as rancid as that of that little Wolf. And I'm not talking about the elder brother with golden hair who seems to be the younger, what with his short height of five foot three. No, he, I can tolerate, it's the damn false sheep I can't stand.

However, did she turn her back on me and fix her gaze on that monstrous sight? I will never know. I sighed inwardly at her loss. She'll never have the beauty that is me. That and how those wolves seem to be related is so bizarre to me.

A throat cleared, sharp, firm, and far too prim even for me.

Turning I smiled, switching on all the charm and lust I had in me. A frown greeted me in turn as always.

"I never could get a smile out of you." I winked down at the little munchkin to my six foot three inches.

Eli frowned, his blue iceberg eyes never wavering in their animosity towards poor little me. What have I ever done to deserve such hate? Oh wait I know. I tried to conquer their lands once in a lifetime, and I had a bit of a bad reputation. You can't go around breaking hearts and all with a good one. For as tempting as following his strict rules of staying sober and having my virginity intact till I find “the one”is a bit boring, shall we say.Don't people know a body like mine deserves all the praise and fucking I can get?

"No, and you never will.”

Gods did Eli always have to be so boring?

Wait a minute.

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