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"Of course. As soon as you’re recovered, I’ll make sure you have a thorough, rigorous discipline for defying my direct orders."
A naughty smile crossed her face. "Looking forward to it, Your Majesty."
I kissed her and let her have the last word. For now.
Epilogue
HARPER
Planet Racopia, MountainCitadel, six months later
I heard the crowd outside cheering as the drums banged. Both sounds echoed through the halls of the Mountain Citadel and carried right into the spacious living quarters I shared with Varus.
I wished he were here now. Crowds and big ceremonies always made me nervous. He was off somewhere preparing for his coronation ceremony.
Correction. Our coronation ceremony. Just thinking about the fact I would become a queen to the people of Racopia left me with all kinds of anxiety.
"Are you ready?" Cammie Azulim, the chosen mate of Commander Rone, head of the Wanderstar Fleet, asked me. She stood in the room while the attendants made sure I was dressed properly for the occasion.
I waited for the attendants to finish styling my hair into place. I asked them to give me a few moments of privacy before I spoke to her. "You want an honest answer?" I replied, after they left.
She laughed. Her glorious afro framed her glowing brown face in a natural crown. "I’m not a diplomat anymore, you know. Go for it."
I fidgeted with the front of my white ceremonial dress. The heavy fabric draped at my feet. "What if I trip and fall?"
"You get right back up."
"Well, when you put it that way."
Cammie waited for another drum solo to finish echoing through the halls before she spoke again. "I get why you’re nervous. Remember you helped reinstate Varus to the throne. You’re the reason why Racopia has their king again." She stepped forward and took my fidgety hands. "They’re not going to forget everything you’ve done just to laugh if you stumble."
She raised a good point. Since I came to the planet, I saw how many of the Racopians were loyal and fair-minded. I sighed. "I’ll try to remember that when I go out there. Those drums are loud."
"They are. At least they’ll keep you from hearing your heart pound, right?"
"You sound like a pro at this. Then again, you are the co-ruler of a galaxy."
