By Laurell K. Hamilton
I'm Meredith Gentry, princess and inheritor obvious to the throne within the realm of faerie, onetime deepest investigator within the mortal international. To be topped queen, i have to first proceed the royal bloodline and provides delivery to an inheritor of my very own. If I fail, my aunt, Queen Andais, can be unfastened to do what she so much wishes: set up her twisted son, Cel, as monarch . . . and kill me. My royal guards encompass me, and my top loved–my Darkness and my Killing Frost–are consistently beside me, sworn to guard and make like to me. yet nonetheless the probability grows higher. For regardless of all my carnal efforts, I stay childless, whereas the machinations of my sinister, sadistic Queen and her confederates stay tireless. So my bodyguards and i've slipped again into l. a., hoping to outrun the collection shadows of courtroom intrigue. yet even exile isn’t sufficient to flee the take hold of of these with darkish designs.Now King Taranis, strong and vainglorious ruler of faerie’s Seelie court docket, has leveled accusations opposed to my noble guards of a heinous crime–and has long past as far as to invite the mortal gurus to prosecute. If he succeeds, my males face extradition to faerie and the hideous consequences that look ahead to them there. yet i do know that Taranis’s fees are baseless, and that i experience that his real aim is me. He attempted to kill me whilst i used to be a toddler. Now I worry his intentions are way more terrifying.From the Hardcover variation.
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He would know that he needed to fear me. We weren\'t ready for that, not yet. I prayed silently, \"Goddess, please, save your power for later. \" The smell of flowers grew stronger for a moment, but the wind began to die down. Then the smell began to fade like expensive perfume when the wearer leaves the room. I felt a tension go out of the men around me. The humans simply looked puzzled. \"Your perfume is amazing, Princess,\" Biggs said. \" \"We\'ll talk about cosmetics later, Mr. Biggs,\" I said.
I pulled my hand free of his, and he didn\'t fight me. He just looked at me, searched my face, as if he didn\'t know me. \" I started walking back down the long hallway that we had just raced down. Galen fell into step beside me. He unfastened the buttons of his jacket, and took out the gun he was wearing. He switched off the safety and chambered a round. I reached behind my back to the nice little sideways holster, and took out my own gun. I\'d replaced the Lady Smith that Doyle had taken off of me in faerie once before he was mine.
Magic can do that, make you forget what you\'re about. Make you forget the mundane things like chairs and that your legs get tired, until you realize that your body hurts and that you\'ve been ignoring it. I sat down gratefully. I\'d have worn lower heels if I\'d known I\'d be standing this much. There was some confusion as I sat so that for a moment not all my men were touching me. Taranis was edged with golden light. Then the men settled into their places and he was ordinary again. All right, Taranis was as ordinary as he would ever be.