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I knew how much they hated the masks that concealed half of their faces. Once I got the realm’s situation under control, the first thing I would do was find a way to completely break my mates’ curse.
“Someone might recognize us if we both show up,” Rai said. “We need you to stay here to supervise the operation. I’ll trust no one more than my own brothers to watch my back.”
Blaze accepted his role grudgingly. He and Iokul exchanged a few more snide comments. In the past, I would have rubbed my temples at their banter. Now I could mostly block them out if they didn’t directly involve me.
Jarrod sent me a sympathetic glance. I knew he was wondering if my three mates always parried like this.
“Peace is possible,” I told him. “And we’ll get there, eventually.”
“Always look on the bright side, Your Highness. That’s the spirit,” he said with a smile, but I knew he didn’t envy me.
I gave all my mates a once-over and decided I would take on any trouble for these magnificent, hot men on any single day. My mind drifted to how they worshipped me in bed, my body tingling at the thought of their lips and hands on me.
A buzz ran through the conference room, shattering my reverie.
“Highnesses,” a crew member’s voice sounded timidly through the intercom. “His Majesty wants an audience.”
Blaze, Rai, and Iokul traded a quick look and grunted. They turned to me, their agitation clear on their faces.
Blaze ran one of his large hands through his golden hair. “How did Father even find us?”
“We can have the crew tell him we aren’t available at the moment,” Iokul said.
But before I could reply, a holographic image landed with a whoosh in the center of the room. A giant male wearing a heavy golden crown glared at us. He had blue eyes, rich brown hair, and sun-kissed skin. The handsome, formidable man had to be King Oriel of the Oslan Dominion.
“Uh, Father,” Rai murmured. “What a surprise.”
The king narrowed his eyes. His son’s lukewarm welcome clearly didn’t please him.
A second later, three female figures popped out around him. Their images flickered before they solidified. I blinked when the image of three stunningly beautiful women became clear. One was dark-haired, the other a redhead, and the last a blonde. They all wore silver crowns.
The three queens had to be my mate’s mothers. The women’s gazes shifted from doting to frowning, back and forth, depending on who they looked at. I could easily pinpoint which of my mates was which queen’s son from the expressions on the queens’ faces.
“This is going to be messy,” Iokul whispered.
“Leave us,” King Oriel told the warriors in the room. “I’ll have a word with my sons, alone.”
The warriors bowed and filed out. I made to follow, but Rai grabbed my waist and pulled me to him.
“My mate stays,” Rai said. “Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of her.”
The king’s eyes bulged. “Your mate? When did that happen?”
“When we headed to Pandemonium to seek the Furies,” said Rai.
“Rai, my son!” the dark-haired queen moved a step closer to us. “That’s wonderful! You’ve finally found a mate.” Her gaze swept over Iokul and Blaze haughtily as if to condemn them for being unable to find their mates. She gave the other two queens a sidelong sneer before fixing her attention on me.
The other queens glared at me as if it was my fault for being Rai’s mate.
The dark-haired queen took her time sizing me up. “She’s lovely, Rai. Which noble house does she belong to?”
“She might not come from any noble house,” the blonde queen said. “The girl has a sultry look. Your son might have picked her up from some backwoods street.”
Rai growled.
“Really, that’s what you think?” I frowned at the blonde.
“When you talk to my mate, you’ll show respect, Mother,” Iokul said.
