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A beastly growl ripped from his throat, chasing a shiver up my spine. “You are a special breed of hypocrite, Princess. You dare to lecture me on the measure of a kingdom and its king?!”
“What’s that supposed to mean!?”
“Your kingdom is barbaric!”
I don’t know when we started shouting, but we were each doing it as well and better than the other.
“Mine? Ha!” My insane shriek of a laugh blew his brow up. “You slaughter people as soon as you look at them, and treat mybody as your personal buffet. What right have you to speak ill of my people?”
“I have the right to speak ill of anyone who looks upon you and sees anything less than absolute magnificence,” he threw back. “They stole your magic because you’re a woman, but you are magic itself. Your body will carry our children. Your wisdom will lead our people. Your nights in my bed will soothe me at my most savage.
“Your people are worse than barbaric for underestimating you. They’re plain fools.”
My heart pounded my rib cage, banging its reply against his chest. My jaw worked trying to form a response, but he did it. He struck me silent.
Did Alisdair truly see me that way? Magnificence? Magic itself? Did he hate the summer fae all the more for what they did to me?
A million blushing thoughts raced through my head, then... he smirked.
Red descended on my vision.
“Enough,” I bellowed. “I am sick of your games. Your manipulations. You don’t believe a single word of the nonsense you’re spouting. Not a minute ago, you were calling me the fool!”
Alisdair barked a laugh. “Both and all of those things can be true.”
A snarl peeled from my lips. The beast curse was changing me, because my growl was positively feral. “I said enough. No more games. Tell me where the boy is now.”
“How about this—?” Alisdair snapped his fingers, and I fell.
“Ahhh— Uh!” I bounced off silk and cotton, shocked to find myself in our bedroom.
On our bed.
Alisdair bore down on me, planting his hands on either side of my head and grinding his middle between my legs. A moan fell unbidden from my lips.
“—I’ll tell you where the boy is if you ask nicely.” His cock found its home, pressing against my entrance. “Very nice.”
Grinding my teeth, I fought my body’s reaction to him. I inhaled a deep breath and let it out slow. When done, my smile returned.
“All right. I’ll be nice.” My hand snaked between our bodies. “Downright sweet and pleasant.” I reached between our middles, and squeezed.
Shadowsoul stilled.
“Easy now, husband.” I pressed the knife tip to the back of his neck. “I’ve got you by both ends.”
“A dagger?” His voice was calm. “Here I was believing we hadn’t yet come to the point of needing props in the bedroom.”
My lips curled in a semblance of a grin. “We need this one. I helped myself to Eadaoin’s while she was busy feeling my backside. You see, I realized my mistake was stabbing you through the empty, rotted cavity where your heart used to be. I should’ve stabbed you where it hurts, and now that I know you do hurt...”
My grip tightened on his testicles, ripping a groan from his chest. “I will stab this through your neck, and rip out any chance of you spreading your demon seed, unless you tell me where the boy is”—the words pulled out of me—“and what’s in that room at the top of the tower?”
“Little bird—”
I dug the knife in, feeling it pierce the skin. “Now.”
“No.”
My grin melted away. “Excuse me?”
