Page 17 of Emerald Queen
“Of course. It’s a chance to let loose and hang out with the other queens. We tend to cause a ruckus when we are together… so be warned.” Sarifena laughed as she walked into the house, her guard close behind her. Emersyn stepped into the library and closed the doors. She wasn’t shocked to see Drake leaning against the massive windows.
“Were you watching me the whole time?”
“Of course, Emersyn. Your safety is my top priority.”
“Well, I’m going to speak with Baxter. Will you be escorting me there?”
“After you,” Drake pulled open the massive door and motioned for her to go ahead of him.
Emersyn brushed his arm as she walked past him. She could see him tense out of the corner of her eye, causing her to smirk. He wasn’t so unaffected by her after all.
Sarifena’s words came back to her…
You have all the power. If you want him, go get him.
Chapter 9
Drake bit the inside of his cheek to keep the groan from escaping his lips. Emersyn was not a typical queen. No – she did not dress like her mother at all. Instead of dresses and silks every day, Emersyn preferred jeans and t-shirts.
Today was no different. She was wearing a pair of painted on dark wash jeans and an off the shoulder blouse. She was closer to his height dressed in spiked heeled boots that stopped just above her knee.
Her hips swayed as she walked in front of him, making it nearly impossible for him not to stare. Her long black hair hung loose against her back. His fingers begged to tangle themselves in her tresses.
Emersyn knocked on the Constable’s door, “Constable Baxter?”
“Enter.” Baxter’s deep voice cut through the closed door. Emersyn pushed open the door and walked to the front of his desk. She braced her hands on the edge and leaned in to speak.
“I hear there is a combined party this weekend. Were you not going to discuss this with me?”
“Emersyn, please sit down.”
“I’d rather stand, thanks.”
Drake pulled a chair out and sat down. Crossing one leg over the other, he shook his head, “Emersyn, just sit down please.”
Glancing over her shoulder, “No.”
She waggled her butt in his face, bumping her hip on his knee, “Can you just give me the details, please.”
“Fine. It will be a combined coronation and birthday celebration. As you know, Commander Meyer will be your escort. In addition, Captain Hill will be escorting Ms. Rolfe as your guest. Every kingdom will be present as well as the people of Emerald Kingdom.
“Now… you will be required to dress formally – the dress you wore for the private ceremony will be fine. Commander and the Captain will be in full uniform. All five of the other kingdoms have agreed to provide assistance with security. Did that answer Your Majesty’s question?” Baxter raised an eyebrow, a cocky smirk covered his face.
“Yes. Thank you. Now – any news on my parents killers?”
Baxter glanced at Drake, “Commander Meyer and Captain Hill are due to meet with me in an hour to provide an update. Is there anything you care to share now?”
“No, sir. We are still looking into several leads.”
“What leads?” Emersyn turned toward him.
“Nothing substantial, your Majesty.”
“Emersyn. I’ve asked you to call me Emersyn when it is just us. Same for you – Baxter.” She pointed at the Constable.
“As you wish, Emersyn. Now,” he stood. His chair scrapping against the wooden floor, “As I was saying. There are no new leads that are worth troubling you over. When we get information that is worthy, you’ll be one of the first to know. Shall I escort you to your quarters?”
“Actually, I’d like to go to the garden maze.”
