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“Did you receive any new magic recently?” King Consort Geza’s tone was flat and directed at me like a well-thrown spear.
“How recently?” I asked, lifting a brow.
But Queen Viktoria was having none of my games. “Cut the shit, King Kazimir. You may be a ruler now, but when you came to us, you were a High Lord. We put the lives of our people on the line for a causeyouconvinced us to join, and yet you didn’t reveal all your information.”
Who fucking told them about the binding magic?
Gritting my teeth and shouting down that black beast rumbling in my chest, I retorted, “Because what I gained was extremely valuable and would help us in the war. If Ruslan hadfound out before we launched our attack, it would have put us at a disadvantage.”
“So you do admit that you gained new magic?” King Airre pressed.
“Yes,” I spat out like it was venom, my vision darkening as that magic thrashed in my chest, begging to be released.
“And what is it?” he asked again, his tone condescending.
How dare they corner me and scold me like a petulant child.
With a wave of my hand, I released a snake-like rope onto the table separating us, expanding it so it engulfed the table, wrapping around itself. Making a fist with my hand, I commanded it to squeeze, and moments later, the metal groaned until it collapsed inward with a screech.
“Binding magic,” Queen Immonen hissed, looking from the table to me with utter disgust.
Banishing it with a dismissive wave, I turned my attention to her, King Airre stiffening on the fringes of my vision. “Yes, binding magic. I can throw these ropes around Ruslan and the other mongrels, suffocating their magic until we can slaughter them all. We will win because of this.”
The queen of the Crystal Realm’s eyes turned white, her head dropping back as her empty gaze fell toward the sky. King Airre burst by me moments later, supporting his wife as the sight claimed her. The monarchs of the Day Realm gripped the edges of their seats, waiting for Queen Immonen to return to us. I half rose, planning to leave, but a sharp look from Queen Viktoria stilled me.
Several minutes passed before Queen Immonen gasped, clutched her chest, and whipped her head forward. “What did you see, my love?” King Airre asked, stroking her platinum hair as he kneeled beside her.
She shook her head. “I need time to make sense of what I saw. There was… so much.”
His brows pinched, but he nodded. “Later, then.”
Scooting along the edge of the couch, I took King Airre’s former seat, allowing the mated pair to sit together on the couch, and finally I felt like I had some power over the situation unfolding before me.
But Queen Viktoria sliced right through it. “The Fates are seeking to manipulate you, King Kazimir, and I want no part of their games for my daughter.” Her hands covered her swelling belly as if the simple movement could protect her unborn child from the evil lurking within me.
“So, what, you want to break our alliance?” I growled, gripping the arms of my chair so hard the wood beneath my fingers protested.
“The Day Realm will not fight with the Night Realm should you decide to attack the Iron Realm,” she declared, and her husband made a noise of affirmation.
The wood snapped as I dragged my attention to King Airre. “And what of the Crystal Realm?”
He glanced from his wife to me, then back before finally blowing out a breath. “We will not fight against the Iron Realm either.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I seethed, my anger rising like a tidal wave and smashing into me before I could even begin to control myself. “Who told you about this? Who betrayed me?”
King Airre pressed his lips together, and I ripped my focus to Queen Viktoria. “Your malevolent magic is not the only information that helped us arrive at this decision,” she said sternly.
“Oh? What else is there?” I ground out through clenched teeth. My leg bounced as I tried to banish the overwhelming urge to rip every piece of furniture in this room to shreds.
“We heard that you attacked Princess Izidora,” she replied, her eyes narrowed on me and disapproval emanating from her pores.
The muscles in my jaw worked overtime as I forced myself to breathe through the darkness threatening to suck me under. “From whom?”
“You did it in the middle of the day, in a courtyard filled with people. Did you really think no one would notice?” King Airre snapped, his patience worn thin. He pinched the bridge of his nose, giving his head a slight shake. “Willfully harming a female is one of the most frowned upon actions in the entire continent. We cannot stand by you now that we have definitive proof of what you’ve done.”
Yet, none of the Night Fae knew what had happened, and I had ensured no one was around by the time I cornered Izidora. Which only meant one thing…
This was entirely Ruslan and Izidora’s doing.
