36.Wolfsbane

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Hope I slip into the ballroom just after the doors open with Tessa and Ben by my side. Kieth and Papa arrived earlier at the invitation of the King. Electricity hums through the crowd. Everyone is mingling—noblewomen whispering over glasses of red, southerners in shirtsleeves laughing near high-top tables, musicians swapping tunes in a corner. Music pulses the air, toasts echo. The suitors and females are working the floor. Some dancing, others laughing and mingling, ready to secure alliances at the very least. It still surprises me how open so many shifters are to chosen mates. I suppose when you're Royal, there are things that matter more than true love. Prince Camille dances with a female in the center of the room, and though his face looks pleasant enough, something feels force

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